Like a painted rose

Looks like a rose in water colors, except that it is real!

Rose with a triple centre

My sisters and me... Our hearts are together even while we are far far away...

Roses.. my sisters.

This one is dedicated to my very loving sisters.

With a heart full of love (the pink centre)... And an honest being (the white petals)...

Babies learning to swim

It's not a pool, it's fountain

And the ducklings are learning to swim!

Or are they gooselings?

Pinky Rosy

Some Pink roses... from San Jose Municipal Rose Garden... coming your way... to brighten your day

A Photo to cheer me up

It's been ages since I blogged and I thought while I take some more time off from blogging, I will keep everyone entertained with some photos taken during one of our several trips.

A photo a day, keeps the loneliness away (from this blog)! :)

Today's photo: Green Lady Bug at the San Jose Municipal Rose Garden

Golden Hours...

A sight so breathtaking...

A fragrance so intoxicating...

I could not help getting lost amongst you...

Was I the thorn or the rose I cannot reckon...

I do not care...

For, during those moments peace came to me.

As Wordsworth wrote about daffodils, this is my feeble attempt to write about roses... 

I was never a rose person and never believed in getting roses from my love... My recent visit to a rose garden proved me wrong. 

While I looked at row after row of roses... walked on the paths dotted with rose bushes... touched them... felt their fragrance surround me... I felt like a kid in candy-land! I could not help sucking in their scent and running from one end of garden to another, unable to make my mind where to go first... :)

There were roses of all colours and sizes... 

Big ones...

Small ones...

Tiny ones...

Amongst all these, there was a gem of wisdom too... on a broken sundial...

"I count none but Golden hours!" 

This sundial cannot show time... but its message is timeless.

And when it was time to leave, I could not tear myself away from the place. How can one walk away from a place like that! All I could do, was to tell myself that I will come back again and then somehow pushed myself out of the garden and into the car.

"Oh sweet rose! I will be back again soon to give you company" 

(as though the rose needs my company!! :D)