How pretty the roses look. Culled from my garden in hope of making the bushes look better next year. They will sit for a few days on my gas fire making my world 8% more beautiful.
Then I will throw them away in a bin before the petals start reproducing on my carpet.
So many people like flowers in their homes. But they are cut flowers. Cut from a living plant. Then we watch them slowly die in our houses and comment how wonderful they look.
Perhaps I should not think too deeply about anything anymore.
