Faerie Roses in Winter
This is a close shot of the pink faerie roses in my frontscape.
I can feel their unhappiness.
I can hear their chattering.
Even filtered through my own winter brainsicle.
Spring. Spring. Spriiing!, they say.
I might have heard an expletive hurled at Mama Weather.
But that could have been me.
The most oft heard words spoken in our house this week — What day is this?
The first TGIF of 2014.
You know what to do. Meet you in the bar in 3…2…1…
2 thoughts on “Close Shot Friday 035”
Beautiful shot. And “brainsicle”: awesome.
Thank you, Daniel. Yeah. I like that word, too.
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