I have been cutting roses from my yard to put in small vases around my house. They don't last long and I keep saying I need to paint one. So today I was sitting at my desk and staring at this rose in its open stage, knowing that tomorrow would be to late. Yes, tomorrow the petals will fall and another opportunity gone. So with a box of miscellaneous pastels, I dug out a few colors that might get this rose across with justice. At the same time I completed something and that makes me feel good.