About a month ago, Sabrina brought me beautiful roses from her garden. Each flower bursted with petals.
They were incredibly fragrant; its sweet, floral scent filled my apartment. If only someone could bottle it so I could wear it. Oh wait.
I love the wild, wiltiness of these flowers, so much that my favorite one happened to be the bloom that fell apart – velvety, tissue paper thin petals still vibrant and moist, now scattered on the table.
The fallen petals were reminiscent of Sabrina’s gorgeous wedding dress with its layers upon layers of delicate fabric.
Thank you, Sabrina, for sharing some of your beautiful world with me. I welcome more of it!