a rose by any other name

I found myself hanging at two different rose gardens yesterday.  It seems so romantic to wander through rows of colorful flowers, smelling them and examining their petals.  After the sun went down it became obvious that it was one of the summer nights I wait all year for.







Images via Tumblr.

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