Father's Day and the summer solstice punctuated the weekend, amidst the pandemic and political crises.  The world turns, and we and nature along with it, complete with all the beauty and strangeness therein.

These roses were the "first clip" from a neighbor's rose bush.  Neither she nor I know the variety, but its delicate ivory color and fragrance make it a prize in my book, from stem to stern.  Light and reflection make the stems a great subject for a toned black and white still life, shown below.

The petals have just enough yellow and pink in them to produce a rich ivory color.  The rays of light on the table are a bonus.

What would one of my blogs be without a closeup?

Thanks to Donna, Susie, Pauli, Dianne, Ingrid, Wayne, Steve, Elida, and Jean and Sam for your comments this week.  Please forgive me if I forgot to include any one of you here who wrote.  There are piles of paper everywhere in the chaos, which is slowly becoming more organized by the day.

until next Monday,

DB

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