day fifteen – yellow

colors and smells.
aaaw roses. i don’t like roses. most of them i don’t like. here’s a pretty yellow one. almost all dried up. it smells like a cool day is ending. like there is a bit of moisture in the air mixed with some nearby smoke from a fire place. that’s what this yellow rose smelled like.

yellow roses… they seem like cheery flowers… adultery, infidelity, deceit, jealousy, death… Is that still what a yellow rose represents?
and joy, renewal, friendship, respect? oh, the language of roses.
at funerals the yellow roses are popular–they’re a symbol of respect, friendship, and a new beginning.
i know my papa (as smart ass  and cynical) will be a good being  where ever he is..when ever he gets there. for sure.

 

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