I found this slightly battered rose in the lee of a gas station on Cape San Blas. Those deliciously textured blue stucco walls protected it from the winter storms of the forgotten coast.
“Some people grumble that roses have thorns; I am grateful that thorns have roses.”
~ Alphonse Karr, A Tour Round My Garden
“An idealist is one who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it makes a better soup.” ~H.L. Mencken, A Book of Burlesques