Wild roses grow surprisingly well in the desert. I shot these on a whim as I was getting into my car to go to photography lessons.
Sadly, this one was already on its way out.
This one, however, was fresh and beautiful. I took shots from about five different angles. The above isn't terrible. Sadly I couldn't do anything about the fence, so I tried to make it work for me rather than against me. The worst thing about the shot that I can see is where the pedals overlap the concrete and force the flower to compete with it.
Ah, she is liberated!
Funny thing about love is that it brings us to wish to wrap ourselves in the beloved, to allow it to encompass everything we know of the world.