This morning, as part of cleaning up the windowsill, I dropped that orange rose into a different vase with a remnant celosia stem in it. That location was supposed to be temporary, but the more I looked at it, the more I liked it. Can't say exactly why, but somehow the orange rose insists on being alone (such a prima donna!), and I like the "strong emptyness" of the tall, upright glass vase paired with the rich fullness of the rose. The rose is also much prettier (and more interesting) to me as an upward facing flower than a frontal-facing one.
LOVE
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