The other day, I posted a flower photo on Instagram. As you do. And I remarked that I never noticed flowers when I was 20. Now, at 40, I am forever taking photos of flowers. On Friday, I was with some mummy friends at Petersham Nurseries having tea and cake. On our way out, we spotted some beautiful roses and started sniffing away. We then began raving about how wonderful these particular roses smelled. Again, I was struck at how middle-aged I had become. But I thought I would share a photo of one of these gorgeous roses. And while you cannot smell itĀ for yourself. You can imagine. And if you are my age, you may just coo over how pretty it is.


I know what you mean about flowers and middle aged. A beautiful rose. I find myself sounding like my mother pointing out the flowers and countryside!
What a gorgeous flower! I love this! My favourite colour! Popping by from #MySUndayPhoto
It is stunning and the colour is so vibrant, love it x
This is so true and the rose brings back so many memories of my nan. Have a lovely day x
I love the vibrant colour. I love roses and have just planted some in our garden.
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That is just beautiful! Such a gorgeous colour x
Such a beautiful and vibrant colour. Funnily enough I remember loving roses even when I was little, but not flowers in general. EVen after all these years in London I’ve never been to Petersham nurseries so will have to rectify that X #MySundayPhoto
Love the edges of the petal! So delicate and yet crisp. I am taking more photos of them too! So calming to just capture them and smell them while taking photos =) #mysundayphoto