The Heart of the Rose

Thought I'd make the most of the lovely roses blooming in Mom and Dad's garden today.  This is one of those beautiful ones that mange to combine yellow and pink so beautifully with hints of glorious red and orange too.  Mom loves it.

If you look at the heart of it, you can see some damage.

Hearts are so fragile aren't they?

They can weep and grieve so easily.

But deep inside them, there is beauty strong and deep.  Emerging when you least expect it.