Roses Spring Eternal
Though I have talked at length–and photographed at length–concerning the magnificent roses Melina gave me for Mother’s Day, I have not been quite finished. Finale today–I promise!
After their freshness had faded, I hung the roses upside down; after they had dried, I arranged them, sprayed them with stiff hairspray, and sprinkled them with fine sugar. I had visions of photographing the preserved bouquet down at the lake with the London Bridge as background.
Last evening, near sunset, I took my camera, a couple of lenses and the roses. Headed for the bridge.