Sitting at the rose garden
you must be able tell a lot about a person
By observing the way they are with a flower.
how they observe it
How they smell it
Do they make a face? Can you see a shift in their eyes? Do they pause and linger? or move quickly onto the next flower? How long do they want/choose/allow themselves to linger? Is there a joy, a melancholy, a sadness in their eyes?
Or do they rush past the flower, not even acknowledging its presence?
These are some of my thoughts as I sit at the rose garden.