Sunday afternoon my husband and I drove up to Denver and went to some antique malls and shops we hadn't been to for over ten years.....I found this lovely old 50's vintage tablecloth with roses which spoke to my heart. I have always loved "old things".
We spent 2 1/2 hours in one of the antique malls and I thought I was in heaven.....isn't that silly?
Did you ever see something in an antique mall that you owned as a child? That is a weird feeling isn't it!
Roses stand for love although different kinds of roses can have many different meanings.....you can look up the meaning of each flower in The Language of Flowers. The Victorians were really into the meaning of flowers and each flower was chosen very carefully to send a message to the recipient.
The smell of the herbs here is just wonderful beside this bench - especially the basil and dill.