Mellow Rose

Dreamy light, an evening with Marlene in the fields near the village where I was raised. I had brought some roses. "Just pack them" I thought while going through the things I put in my small car. And seeing Marlene being wrapped in the fading warm light, suddenly everything made sense! The colors, the light, her delicate body and her beautiful strong eyes... As if she and the roses were sisters since the beginning of time. And to this moment I cannot say which of theses tender flowers caught my eye most.