roses...

the roses on the 26th of may were beautiful. and coming from me who don't know much about flowers, it does mean something. haha...

it was deep, dark red. so pure... i'm more of a purists when it comes to roses; that i like and prefer and declare that roses should be in its original form of the deep, dark red. its like its so full of love and passion... something serious and pure. these roses were huge too.

i look at it (and stared for quite some time too) and i really marvel at God's creation. this is God's decoration and His decoration has life. He really is an artist.

which does bring a question to myself... when was the last time that i could press 'pause' or 'stop' in my life, to smell the roses?