Thursday, May 13, 2010

Flouncy Roses

Searching in the garden of paradise for roses that remember before time...




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14 comments:

goatman said...

Flouncy indeed. I have never seen such closely-packet petals. Do they have a wonderful smell?
A neighbor lady has a rose bush that she brought to Missouri from Kentucky years ago which smells just wonderful, as a rose should. I travel miles to her yard just for the treat of her vintage rosebush.

2:53 PM
Azalia Suhaimi said...

Such pretty roses :)

Hello Princess Haiku! Thanks for dropping by my blog and linking it :) Will link yours soon.

Have a beautiful weekend!

5:48 PM
Elizabeth said...

While your roses flounce in the sun, mine are slowly, slowly opening their last flowers before the real cold of winter.

7:10 PM
AscenderRisesAbove said...

very pretty; i can see why you love these flowers so much. do you have them inside your house as well?

5:19 PM
Marion said...

I love big cabbage roses like these, Princess...thanks for the photos. I can dream that they're mine for a little!

5:53 AM
Diane Dehler said...

Many of these roses are very fragrant. I visited them on a rainy day and the perfume rose as a gentle cloud.

12:14 PM
The Red Umbrella said...

Delightful!

1:34 PM
rochambeau said...

Hello Princess,
What LOVELY roses you share!
Hope you have a happy day.
xox
Constance

12:39 PM
rochambeau said...

Dear Princess,
Congratulations on being included in the top 100 Poetry blogs. In my book you preside at the top of the list. Wish I could quickly Haiku you these thoughts above, alas..... it's NOT so easy........ as you know!
xox
Constance

12:43 PM
Diane Dehler said...

Thanks, Constance and glad you came by to visit.

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