Category Archives: Roses

“In joy or sadness flowers are our constant friends.” –  Kakuzõ Okakura, The Book Of Tea Perhaps a repeated encounter throughout human history, in the same way there is nothing unique about falling in love because it happens to many … Continue reading →

Had I but a chance to see her singular beauty and the subtle command which lay hold of me, had I but one way to describe her, I could but only say she is a rose. For a rose does … Continue reading →

Into the mind of the receiver of flowers we plunge so that we can rise with new found depths of the world’s most enduring beauty. Why is this singular item of perfection so beautiful? Ortega y Gasset, the Spanish philosopher, … Continue reading →

“A kind of light spread out from her. And everything changed color. And the world opened out. And a day was good to awaken to. And there were no limits to anything. And the people of the world were good … Continue reading →

True love is the delicate and rare blossom of life. A gift to be blessed with, and something that requires upkeep to be maintained, to thrive and grow. Is it any surprise that we commemorate this rarity with flowers? The … Continue reading →