Am running out of the lovely pink and yellow woven damask jacquard whatever it is rayon, so improvised for the face–some of the dog spit resist snow dyed chiffon over yellow cotton.
and in my studio window, the surprise of a winter bloom
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marginmirror
January 30, 2013 at 10:04 am
I think that wee rose is celebrating the beauty of your pink pieces!
arlee
January 30, 2013 at 9:19 pm
i’ve never had one of these bloom in the winter before!
MA
February 6, 2013 at 8:17 pm
oooh – does the rose smell as good as it looks? I’m not a happy camper with my plants – they apparently dont’ like an eastern exposure and are refusing to bloom. I miss my orchid cactus blooms!