Profiled Roses

Way too many of the posts on this blog are devoted to roses, really. If it ever starts to get obnoxious... please tell me.  I don't want to bore you.  I don't think that I could ever get bored with roses, however, which is why they keep popping up here.  All colors of roses make me happy: pink, red, orange, white black.  If there is a rose in my day, it is a great day.  Danny has taken to buying me a deep red rose when I've had a bad day, or sometimes just because, and I find it to be the most charming thing in the world.  He's so fantastic, I don't know what I've ever done to deserve his wonderfulness, or to view the beauty of a rose in bloom.  Our world is so lovely, it amazes me sometimes.  

New Canaan, Connecticut, USA

Like this?  Take a look at another pink rose in Pink Is Pretty.

Roses are White

This photograph really surprised me- with how little decided to come into focus!  I almost deleted it, then decided that I liked it.  After about a month, I stumbled upon it again, rotting in a forgotten album with some other photos from Central Park, and fell in love with it.  Now, I have decided to share it with you.  The vintage feel of this just kind of makes my heart sing.  And makes me want to go to five thousand weddings.  Well, maybe not five thousand, but you get the idea.  This rose makes me happy.  I hope it makes you happy too.

Manhattan, New York City, New York, USA

If this did, in fact, make you happy, then Beautiful Disaster might just make you ecstatic.