These are from the garden this morning and they have the most amazing fragrance filling the room. I am just about to move them to the hall so they last a bit longer. I don’t need to tell you what red roses mean, we have that ad nauseum at Valentine’s day don’t we. My Dad thought flowers looked best in the garden so I doubt that he’d approve of me picking these blooms. He definitely loved red roses though, they are what he chose for Mum when we said goodbye to her. My naughty friend, Jean, presented me with one of the roses pressed in a frame not long afterwards, I treasure it dearly.
Joining in with Lou, week 18 at Little Green Shed. This week’s theme is ‘red’. Little Green Shed