A rose is a rose is a rose.

Posted on June 22, 2010


Gertrude Stein never tired of saying their name, I never tire of enjoying their beauty.  I’ve been collecting random shots I’ve taken around Nob Hill over the past couple weeks.  The season of roses blooming is coming to a close; I’ll miss the roses when their gone for the year.  There’s nothing I love more than finding a blooming rose bush when I’m out for an evening walk.