‘A Rose by any other name would smell as sweet’.
A guy called Shakespeare wrote that in a tale of star-crossed lovers.
There are a lot of rose bushes on our walks, but I can’t tell one variety from another apart from the size of the blooms, colour, perfume, and whether it’s friendly or not (has thorns).
This little beauty resides in the trellis-work under the Alien Spaceship Tree in the Avenue.
In the Winter months, the tree and trellis are dull, grey and appear lifeless.
In contrast, both are now alive with colour, only to ‘die again’ when the Summer fades.
A bit like Romeo and Juliet, giving the impression of being dead when they are not, though for them, they only got away with it once.
Thanks again Johnny Ojanpera for inviting me to join in with this challenge.
The rules are as follows: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge”
My third nominee is Alex Turner, who I hope will take up the challenge as I don’t believe he’s on the road to nowhere. http://ontheroadgoingnowhere.wordpress.com/
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