A rose for me

I try to buy my mom a nice rose bouquet and go to her office every year on my birthday. I usually pick up some fresh garden roses from the local flower market. The strange thing this year was that the lady I bought the roses from last year not only remembered me, but the fact I wrapped them in tissue – from my bag too… It seems it is strange enough but I wanted the right shade of green and had some… so… brought it with me.

Here is a glimpse of the rose I bought myself. It is a pity to buy a bouquet and not take one for yourself, I think.