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Legend has it that during the great times of the Roman Empire there was an incredibly beautiful maiden called Rhodanthe. Her beauty was such that she was relentlessly perused by gallant suitors. Exhausted by such attention, Rhodanthe was forced to take refuge in the temple of her friend Diana. All was well until one particular day, suitors finally managed to break down the temple doors and gain access to Rhodanthe. Enraged and jealous beyond words, Diana turned Rhodanthe into a rose and her swam of suitors into thorns.
The color harmonies of this perfectly formed cluster of roses reminds me of sun ripened apricots and peaches.
Legend has it that during the great times of the Roman Empire there was an incredibly beautiful maiden called Rhodanthe. Her beauty was such that she was relentlessly perused by gallant suitors. Exhausted by such attention, Rhodanthe was forced to take refuge in the temple of her friend Diana. All was well until one particular day, suitors finally managed to break down the temple doors and gain access to Rhodanthe. Enraged and jealous beyond words, Diana turned Rhodanthe into a rose and her swam of suitors into thorns.
The color harmonies of this perfectly formed cluster of roses reminds me of sun ripened apricots and peaches.