Saturday, November 23, 2013

A gorgeousness of roses

I love roses, 1, two or many...all will do.

This was what I picked this morning.  Not beautifully arranged or artfully placed, but just the sheer glut of them is good enough for me.  They are a bit blousey, a bit over the top, and very fragrant.

Simply gorgeous.  I have not idea if there is a word for what you call many roses.  A bit like a troop of gorillas or a feast of crows, I think a lot of roses should be called a "gorgeousness of roses".

If only you could smell them too...