When Roses Die

When Roses Die

This is what happens when i pretend to have a green thumb. Nope, i don’t kill roses. They died after living a long happy life in Theo’s garden. As i was cutting them they looked way to lovely to throw away. Capturing this stage of them, has been my favourite scan of them all.

There’s something about that blush and yellow combination, the delicate romance, and even the smell of them! Not strong but subtle and soft. They always smell so much like summer to me.