You love the roses-so do I. I wish
The sky would rain down roses, as they rain
From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?
Then all the valley would be pink and white
And soft to tread on. They would fall as light
As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be
Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!
Poem by George Eliot
Photo by Weheaertit.com
yo también amo las rosas...
ReplyDeleteHi Elina
ReplyDeleteThe rose is my favourite flower too... I like the shape of them and their delicate colours. I love to wear rose oil and perfumes. This photo and poem are beautiful.
I have just added your blog to my create blog list, so I can see when you create new posts.
See you again soon.
Jo.x:)
Alina, This photo is so beautiful~ My mother's favorite flower is the yellow rose. I love roses too, but the oranges are my favorite. xxVicki
ReplyDeleteSorry to have been away for so long Alina. For some reason I was unable to access Purple Caravan (but could access Me and My Window)! Anyway I did some fiddling with toolbar etc and up you pop!
ReplyDeleteI love this poem and the photo is beautiful. I adore old-fashioned roses and white and pink are my absolute favourites.
Jeanne x
Jeanne, so glad you're back! Thank you for your efforts to "find" me =0)
ReplyDeletedelicate and ravishing... poem and rose....
ReplyDeleteShort and sweet. Like you, I believe :)
ReplyDeleteLove your blog...full of wonderful things. Thank you for leaving a beautiful comment...Roses are one of my favourite flowers too! Delightful poem......Will be back soon..
ReplyDeleteBlessings
Julie
i love the photo.. the colour is stunning. I'm not into roses, but this is beautiful. Ciao
ReplyDeleteJo, thank you for adding my Blog to your list. Always a pleasure to see you drop by. Hugs!
ReplyDeleteWendy, Wendy, you're such a nut! I love it! :0)
Hello Julie, and thank you. Hope to see you soon!
Wishing everyone a magical day xx