Ingrid Bergman Roses

These roses are named Ingrid Bergman.

The deer eat most of them, but they left these.

When they are buds they are a deep wine color.

When they open the red is so intense that even on a cloudy day the camera fails to capture the color completely.

It is the color of passion not blood.

There is no negotiating with it.

It is Ingrid Bergman red and would look perilous next to her pale cheek.

roses

rose31.jpg

rose5.jpg

rose61.jpg

rose8.jpg

This entry was posted in Art in Nature, capturing light, paying attention and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.