A Bunch Of Roses

Last week in the grocery store, I gave in to an impulse buy. How could anyone resist such beautiful roses? They were something in between yellow and orange, but earthier. They made me think of ochre dug up and ground into paint for houses clinging to the sides of hills in Tuscany. It is a color found in the robes of saints in church frescoes and on the fanciful designs of majolica plates. All week I enjoyed the colors and fragrance, contemplating once again the structure of roses. Petals packed together, ruffly circles within circles.