Friends

This is one of the heritage roses at work. They were growing outside the old school before it got moved to Minnawarra Park, so they dug up the roses and transplanted them here to stay with the school. What cultivar of rose this is, I dont know. It was the only yellow rose on the bush, and the bud was far from perfect, however I think that just adds to its charm. Shine on you pretty little rose! When I studied floristry, we had to know meaning behind flowers and colours. Just incase we do something silly like, sending flouro pink flowers to a mans funeral, or something like that. Yellow roses, in particular, mean friendship. Yellow is a happy colour and will cheer most people up. Ive been hit with alot of bad news this week, and all of my friends have redefined wonderful when they found out. This is a very personal blog, I know, and in my bloggings, I typically dont include much more beyond opinions and what I know. However, I feel my friends all deserve a yellow rose each, and a massive hug, possibly even a medal too, as they are all truely awesome people. They say that prosperity is full of friends, its when things get tough you discover who your real friends are. Every single one of you is real and I can not thank you all enough for being part of my life. xx