‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.
Romeo & Juliet – William Shakespeare
Trying my hand at some dramatic, moody rose from a neighbor’s garden. Rose and Macro are not really my thing, but I am more than willing to give a try. Perhaps I was Inspired by Leanne Cole and Paul Barson, unfortunately mine look nothing like theirs, especially Paul’s, alas I will continue. They do kind of look pretty I guess.