Friday morning I came into work to find a beautiful rose sitting on my desk. The scent was incredible, and there was no note. Secret admirer or just a kind gesture? All I knew, was that I had to draw it. What I didn’t realize was just how humbling an experience  that would be.

This rose has beaten me. With pastels, or watercolors I might be able to give you some distant hint of its colors and shades. But with vectors I find myself far outmatched unless I was to spend days building intricately woven layers of shading.

As I was leaving for the weekend I discovered it was a kind gesture from a coworker. Excellent. I spent all day watching it open farther and bringing it to my face to breathe deeply. Now it is smiling at me in the living room.

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