Crispy rose


This is what a crispy rose looks like. Not wilted. Crispy. It turns out that roses don’t like day after day of temperatures in the forties, and nights in the thirties.

There will be some minimal relief for the next few nights, with overnight lows in the low twenties. But the daily maximums will be 38 or 39 or more.

Very soon I will become far too crispy myself.


One response to “Crispy rose

  1. Urk! Kia kaha, Deborah (and roses).