There is one surviving rose left from the dozen my boyfriend gave me two weeks ago. Amusingly enough, a white rose. I have the others, dried, in my room, but this one was too unfurled for me to give up on it yet. Photo taken this morning by the window of my new house’s kitchen with our shed in the background.
Photo of the Week: Lone Rose
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Greetings! I'm a writer with passions for puzzle-solving, singing, and science. A student of language. My novels are mostly fantasy and a little fascinated with temporal physics. I'm also a Steampunk lady, and I like shiny things that are both beautiful and practical. View all posts by Alexandrina Brant
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Awww, so pretty!! I feel weird about White Roses eery since Mockingjay and President Snow though. BUT IT IS STILL PRETTY. XD
Thanks 🙂