The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say.
~ Anais Nin
In between rain showers on a cold morning – searching for images – I think I know what I'm looking for. This rose has other ideas. Her head bent so low to the ground spoke of more than you see. This is Dr. Brownell and almost every bud has been mangled by an insidious insect– the curculio. This one perfect bloom so bent to the ground, called for a picture, and said, "It's ok – there will be more."
If you'd like to see more roses in this color range– click.
I'll be writing more about the curculio soon.