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NOVEMBER 6, 2011 8:48PM

Some Roses

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NSFW: This post contains macro photography of flowers

 

 

On a recent trip to Boise I was surprised by what a nice little city it is, and one of the nicest things about it was the beautiful rose garden near downtown. Though it was late October there were still thousands of rose blooms, and when Bleue and I wandered in near sunset there was just enough light left to capture some of them. I didn't make note of their names at the time, so I'll have to let the images speak for themselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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damn! such gorgeousness!
I have to start planting roses.
You've got an incredible eye. I would have found it impossible to leave.
Mesmerizing post.
Breathtaking! What beautiful photography on your beautiful trip. We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto...
God it was a glorious day, though I was freezing. I couldn't believe all the blooms, the fat yellow ones smelled like angels from heaven. I was just so ecstatically happy surrounded by hundreds of rose bushes.

I'm so happy to have you, with your wonderful eye for photography. My eyes couldn't get enough, it was really a wonderful experience. Sigh, happy memory.
Nicely done; I know how difficult it is to maintain depth of field and sharpness throughout when that close. ~R~
It was an amazing rose garden. That last shot is of Bleue levitating; she has many powers.
"nsfw" cracks me up - flower porn!!! and it is, every sensuous blowsy rose or single petal beauty. you get some gorgeous shots with that not-so-fancy camera, nana. and i love the sound of "boise roses," don't you? :)
Jeff, I'm clearly in the wrong part of the country with some snow still left from last weekend and at the same time you're photographing great looking roses over in Idaho! Thanks for a beautiful photo essay tonight!
Gorgeous! the flowers and the woman..
flower porn! damn, usually I have to buy a fancy magazine to find some that nice
She's like six inches off the ground!

And, nice roses.. heehee
You've got her walking on air, you rascal you.

Gorgeous, like fantastically gorgeous roses.
I could almost smell them. Beautiful pics.
Got to love flowers! They just say, HELLO! to the camera.

Great photos my friend.

Rated!!!!!
i read bleue's comment and it adds more weight to my pick: the fat yellow ones (with the red splash/dots) might be my favorite David Austin hybrid 'Golden Celebration.' that scent is delicious.
Damn, that Bleue got some powers!! Did you show her yours? You know, the power to dance upon glass dance floors? Damn it!!! :D
I was hoping you'd put a picture of Doris at the end... and you did!
Congrats Nanatahay, may you both be happy and healthy. Beautiful flowers.
Blooms good.

I hope you don't find that shorthand.

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Gorgeous! Thanks so much for sharing these! r
So pretty, flowers and woman both. It is surreal to see them here with Bleu in her winter coat. We had the same thing here after our Halloween blizzard, gardens still in bloom filled with snow.
Roses and a girl who's feet don't touch the ground! cheers to two buddies!
very nice nana, as usual your pictures are a treat.
It's probably been said by now
but that's okay, I'll say it again ...
gorgeous photos; fragrant post.
You were able to express a lot of emotion with these photographs. What I see in them is love and tenderness- as evidenced by attention to detail and light.These pics make me feel joy. Well done.
I did find it almost impossible to leave, Vanessa, but you can never go wrong planting roses if you use plenty of organic matter (peat, composted manure, etc) in the backfill.

C, it was a beautiful trip for a fact. Aside from a surplus of Republicans, Boise is a great little city.

The yellow ones were my favorite for scent too, Doris. Next time we go there we need to take a picnic lunch and eat cambozola and hummus and smoked oysters in the gazebo.

M. C., the wind was blowing and it was getting dark so I had a hard time keeping the blossoms in frame, but aside from that I'm pleased with the results.

Candace, "Boise roses" does have a certain ring to it. Who'd have thunk one of the best rose gardens in the Northwest was in Idaho?

I'm glad you liked these, John. I'm sorry about that snow y'all had to deal with. :(

Rita, you ain't just whistlin' Dixie...

Julie; me too!

Trig, I was surprised when she first began to hover but I got over it. Many powers, many powers...

I've seen some nice rose gardens, Myriad, but this one took the cake.
Like I didbn't notice the beautiful rose smiling at the end???
STUNNING PICS!!!
Zanelle, Janice; thank you!

Stacey; shorthand nice. ;-)

I'm glad you enjoyed the pics, Marissa. Thank you for visiting my blog.

Candace, the scent on that one was amazing. I really do wish I'd paid more attention to the names.

Tink, my ability to dance on glass floors is, unfortunately, contingent on doing lots of ketamine. :(

Thank you much, Fernsy. It seemed the only logical way to end the post.
I was not levitating, I was jumping but couldn't take my frozen hands out of my pockets. One of my many strange compulsions is to jump up and down or skip when I'm very happy. Like everyone else, I only levitate when I'm drinking...

Sorry Candace, I read the name but forget details. You're probably right, the fragrance was unique and remarkably strong, especially for a cold windy day. I googled it just now and it said grandiflora and they were definitely grandifloras. They had large clusters and even the petals were thick and soft. I was compelled to touch the petals and spend quite a while smelling them. Quite the generous rose.
Greenheron, it was chilly that day and the last thing I expected to see was roses. As I said to John, my condolences for that Halloween storm; hopefully you'll get some nice weather up there before winter locks in.

Cheers to you too Zuma, and thank you, my good friend.

Jonathan, Don, Lorraine, Nick; I'm glad you liked the pitchers!

Maureen, thank you for your wonderful comment and for visiting my blog.

J D, that last one was the best one of all. You should have seen this rose garden though, it was even better than Loose Park in midsummer.
Yes you were Bleue, you were levitating, I saw it with my own eyes!
Perfectly exquisite - each and every bloom ... each and every smile ...
Stunning photography there, those flowers were luminescent, and the last one especially so.
You two keep on like this and you’ll be written up in “Great Romances of The Internet”.

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As the Bard put it, a rose by any name would smell as sweet, no to mention be just as beautiful -- and that goes double or triple for that last variety you captured. I'll leave it you to vouch for the smell.
Absolutely fabulous!! My favorite part is that you have beautifully photographed OPEN roses... the gorgeous stamen, the beautiful center....gush, slurp!! It shows a highly-attuned eye and appreciation for the openness of the rose's beauty....Breathtaking!!!
You've made me miss my rose garden. Time to start again...
Jeff, your photography brings to all of us the beauty of the rose ... my favourite flower.

It also brings to us the beauty of life, love and happiness.

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

It seems you carry beauty with you, Jeff.
“Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.” from Mark Overby (just came across this and thought it quite compelling) Wonderful pix! ty! ll
Absolutely fantastic photographs!
Beautiful! Absolutely, breath-takingly beautiful.
Wow, these roses are glowing. You definitely got the best light.

And I didn't know Bleue was a witch. Or is she just bewitching?
Gorgeous! Everything is dead and brown already where I live.
I was going to say that my favorite was the coral rose with the rusty leaf in the left hand lower corner - til I saw the pic of L'Heure jumping
Great photos. Keeping all the names and varieties straight is nigh on to impossible, and the images speak for themselves.

My only tattoo is on my left bicep. A "Peace" rose put there nearly 35 years ago by the one and only Bert Grimm. Brilliant orange and yellows, faded by the sun by gardening for decades.
You need to have an eye for this type of photography. I don't have it, so it is always amazing when I see someone who does. very pretty ~ thanks
Utterly lovely, all of them!
Beautiful, and I'm not just talking about the roses.
Gorgeous roses, paling in comparison to the smile on L'heure...

When we bought this junker, er, I mean, house with potential, the best part to see was/is the dozens of roses planted around. I am surprised to see so many that match the ones in your photos! My camera just will not capture them well, the vibrant colors go haywire, or the curving sharp lines fade.... very frustrating.
I am just thrilled to see how well they look under your photographer's eye!
So glad you had a great trip to Boise.
I have got to get to that Snake River canyon!
OOOoooo, I can smell them! Did you know that the rosary came from nuns that used to pulverize the petals into a sort of clay for the original rosary beads? True enough. Lot to work with here, too!
And the roses speak for themselves quite nicely, as does the nicely photo shopped Bleue :D.

Rated for the good Nana :).
WORD to the cover! Going now to dig through my pretty flower pics!!!
@ tr ig: you already had your pretty flower cover, i.e. sunflowers

Nana: congrats! Nothing more beautiful than sun shining through rose petals. Gertrude Stein would be proud . . .
Scarlett, I somehow missed you up there. Gorgeous and fragrant; that's my blog alright!

Gary, Trig's the one I stole the flower idea from. I figured if it worked for him it might work for me too, and looky, now I'm up there on the cover with the real OSers. :P

Trig, my next post will be about my tussle on Facebook with Christian Mingle after they put an ad on my page trying to get me to repent so I can meet hot, pious choir girls. Fight the power!

I'm a master at Photoshop, Seer. What's this about the "good" Nana though? I promise I'll be starting a flame war soon, it's the only way to keep things balanced. If there's anyone you'd like to see dusted please send me a PM and we'll get right on it. ;-)

Thanks for visiting my blog, Robin. I didn't know that about rosaries; what a cool bit of lore.

Just Thinking, get to the Snake River Canyon if you get a chance, I've never seen anything like it. It has the highest concentration of birds of prey of anywhere on the planet, and the scenery is spectacular.
Great post Nana....all of these, unearthly in beauty...but none as beautiful as the last image...
As usual Gary, your eye sees truly.
God these are gorgeous, the editors picked a beauty for the cover. Today I have the teeny white one with the red edging on my desktop. We had such a great time there practically drinking up the flowers. I'm so glad I have all these to look at, they really cheer me up.
Doris! The red and white bud is one of my favorites too. It looks like a psychedelic conch shell.

Anna, thank you (again) for always saying such wonderful things.

Christine, Sheila, Anne, Ande, Mary, Froggy; I'm glad you like the pitchers!
Where the Wild Roses Grow............
Georgia O'Keeffe herself would blush at some of these images.
It's wrong, I tell you. Wrong.
Hail Mary full of grace ...
These are good though, the flowers. Thinking- large part of being a good or even decent photographer, is positioning yourself into the right spot, at the right time. The timing, the kismet. You and Doris. It's all truly good and right. SAYIN', that's why the roses look so good. You were there!
Inverted:
Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?


Kim, Ms. O'Keefe would have loved it there, it was a flower pornographer's wet dream.

Trig; that's exactly it. We were there. The conditions weren't optimal for roses or photography but there we were and it was beautiful.
Lovely photography, as always. Those flowers wake up your senses, stir up memories. They compete with food or sex as a totally physically involving experience, unlike pictures of other pretty things. These pictures create longings. I want to brush a rose under my nose. Boise, huh? Who knew.
Great pictures, Jeff! So happy for you and Doris! Am truly looking forward to WV in hopes of meeting this new wild flower you have found!
Thank you Arnie. I think Doris will love West Virginia and our people there as much as we do.

You nailed it Sirenita. As Tink said, flowers say "Hello" to the camera, and to our senses, more enthusiastically than almost any other subject.

Sky, it's weird for me to see "romance" and "Internet" in the same sentence, but there it is.

Amen, Tom. The Bard knew what he was talking about, though his work went downhill after he joined Twisted Sister.

Brazen Princes, some of those roses were positively lewd.

Linnnnnnnn, one of the best things about a garden is that it's never really finished.
Breataking shots, but......were there any blue ones? ;)

R
I think you had us all levitating with these photos.
It looks like thr roses are BREATHING!

It looks like Bleue is BREATHLESS!

It looks like we have a winner!
Nice and clear, great close ups!
EP Baby! I haven't been around much, so imagine my delight to see YOU on the cover. And then...hooray for flower porn! And two lovely happy people....
EP Baby! I haven't been around much, so imagine my delight to see YOU on the cover. And then...hooray for flower porn! And two lovely happy people....
EP Baby! I haven't been around much, so imagine my delight to see YOU on the cover. And then...hooray for flower porn! And two lovely happy people....
OK, I'm happy for you but not three comments in a row happy. Silly OS, making me repeat myself. BTW, I surely thought the world had tilted off its axis to see you on the cover, and then recalled that your brother's blog also got mentioned on CBS news. What on earth is going on around here?! The gutter krew gets legit? get me to my fainting couch. xo
who is the last rose? (Idaho may be, after Washington, the most beautiful state in the union. The only thing holding it back from #1 - no ocean...until Mt. Rainier erupts, that is and Western Washington liquifies and gives them the Ocean Coast they lack).

Your pictures have been pretty sweet, lately. You touchin' them up a bit with the photoshop (which is fine...I know you were getting into that for a while, so I was just wondering).

These are fun as hell to play with - http://www.lytro.com/living-pictures#living-pictures/282?&_suid=330

If you haven't seen the lytro, it's fucking amazing.
i used to buy mini rose bushes for my ma.
she was all crippled up & couldnt go out to the Garden no more.

they bloomed as such things do. not alot.

she enjoyed them with such
fervor.

she deadheaded every bloom.

alas, all we got in the end was just sticks.

so i bought her another one.
different color.
You have quite a talent here, my friend.
The first rose is amazing; I'd love to enlarge it and hang it on my wall. It looks like a beautiful painting. I'm also enchanted by the white/soft pink rose.....well, all of them really.

Love and happiness to you and Bleue. xo
Wow! They're all fabulous, but the second, fourth and last roses make me feel like life may actually not be as completely pointless as I usually think it is. Really lovely photos, nana. Thanks.
Wonderful. So happy for both of you. Coudln't have happened to two nicer people.
excellent pictures, the focus is very good/sharp & color jumping. a good macro lens I guess.
so good to see you occasionally in touch with your feminine side & not afraid to express it hahaha :p
Your a rose and you don,t know it.Thanks for these wonderful images.
the last rose is the best of course.
how come u resting on yer laurels re. rose piece, nan?
blake said re. roses, the flowers, metaphorically:

O Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm
That flies in the night,
In the howling storm,
Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

worms, yuck. they got in yer burrito once, ha, ja?
Oh! Oh! Oh! These are gorgeous… I love the detail and color. Oh boy!
The author of this article is actually named Jeff Barber. He lives in Bunghole, Kansas, sleeps with pigs, and smells awful. He is mentally ill.