We do not stop playing because we grow old, we grow old because we stop playing.

~Oliver Wendell Holmes~

Tuesday, December 12

Lost Buds

Boarding the train, I spotted these 2 blooms laying by the opposite door.
I wondered, had they been discarded as useless, pointless even? Or, was there someone lamenting 2 long stems nestled in amongst 10 other beauties?
But I knew as I stooped to capture this photo, these roses were truly lost.

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