Back in college, I had one of the lowest points in my life. I was horrified by some of the ugliness that exists in this world. I went through a series of traumatic events that wouldn’t even sound believable if I told you, mostly because a lot of it was actually literally inspired by a horror movie. I knew that I was probably going to suffer in extreme physical pain for the rest of my life, because of the injury to my spine.
I was wandering aimlessly, lost in deep depression when I came across some beautiful roses. I was suddenly inspired to go back to my apartment and grab my camera. I came back over and over to photograph this garden, just to remind myself of the beauty that exists in the world if we remember where to look. Now, my own garden reminds me of that on a daily basis. When my back pain gets to be too much, I literally stop and smell the roses.
When rose pruning time comes each year, I get a little sad. Even though I have plenty of other flowers in my garden year round, a certain part of me feels extra lonely in the winter without my beloved roses in bloom. I had to take this picture to capture the last blooms of this past season.