About a month ago I got my mom roses for Mother's Day. From this place called
Rosarium. All they have is roses. Really nice ones from Ecuador. I've been there before, but not recently as it is somewhat pricey. I was not home for a couple of days, and when I finally did reappear I noticed that they shrivelled up in a very interesting way. I think the ones I got were yellowish with a bit of orange on the inside, but when they died they became darker and still preserved their shape and aestheric nicely. Not to sound too emo, but I thought they were really beautiful. I still don't take as many pictures as I would like and have not really dedicated time to learn more about photography in general, but I hope to do so sooner rather than later. As I was heading out the door one day, I decided to take some quick shots before the roses got thrown out.
