Roses seem to have a language of their own. Each color of the rose is identified with a special meaning. Red for love, yellow for friendship and white for brides. How many cliches we have with roses: every rose has its thorn, a bed of roses, and a rose by any other name, just to name a few. No one is indifferent to roses. Its hard to pass by a rose without stopping to take in their beauty and scent. Roses are special, and a rosebud has its own kind of specialness. I used MaimeriBlue paints on watercolor paper.
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