rose

The Vase

Little tree growing in a hole in an old tree, in the park of the Spyker Castle on the island Rügen on the Baltic Sea, in Germany

Spyker, Germany, September 2016

The little bush made itself a comfortable nest in a hole in what I suppose it was a cut branch of the old tree. I don’t know what the old tree thought about the whole thing, but it seemed as if it felt the need to decorate and planted a bush in a wooden vase.

…and a lot of Red

Red rose in the Rosengarten in Tiefenau in Germany

Rosengarten, Germany, May 2015

Funny how it happens that I get to post this pic that I took almost exactly last year. It was taken in a little, hidden garden, which should remain secret, as this is one of the things which makes it even more charmer than it is. It’s a little baroque garden, where they grow only roses of different types and colors. It makes me think of “Alice in Wonderland”, or of the Persian “paradise” gardens, from which the name and the word “paradise” derived.

Imperfect perfection

White rose with pink spots

Tiefenau, Germany, Mai 2014

We would admire a white rose, the bright whiteness of it’s petals, or say it’s beautiful, but only for a short moment. We all know how white roses are, and we even have a long row of meanings associated to it. In the end it’s only a white rose and the world is full of pictures and images of white roses taken exactly because of that “perfection” that the white rose would represent. More like a boring beauty. We stop and look longer when the white rose has something that makes it different than the other millions of white roses. Something that “breaks” it’s white perfection. And this something it’s what makes it unique, at least in our eyes.