In addition to the rose tree that gets so much attention, our yard also boasts a rose bush that produces smaller, red blooms in a mass profusion. They pop out all at once, sparkle for a few days, and then slowly become a bit “crispy”.
About a week ago, DH brought a sprig of them into the house to put into our one “vase” – which is actually a square vinegar bottle – where they smiled from the kitchen island for a few days, and then drooped piteously.
Their beauty was still apparent, though, so I took a few pictures of them and waited for them to become even more paperlike.
Today they were ready – at prime photogenicity (that’s probably not a real word, yah?) – so the above is what evolved.