At the weekend, my Mum picked some of her roses for me to take home; 4 different types...
Yesterday I went to the local park which had erupted with roses and apparently there are about 3500 types there ( according to a sign! )
The whole place smelled divine and both children and grown men alike were wandering around smelling the roses...
... I was collecting petals!!
As it wasn't a planned trip, I found a tub in the car to collect the fallen petals, and I remembered the exact same feeling when, as a child, my Granny would send me out to collect petals to make perfume...( it was never as pretty as the petals!! )
beautiful x
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