Scullery Roses

They sit on the windowsill in our scullery, where the sun floods through the panes in the early morning. They used to be blue, but have been slowly but surely bleached to a yellow-grey mostly.

They have their own particular faded beauty.

But then… don’t we all?

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s