Orange Roses

✿ Roses Plenty ✿

Despues de Ti-Cristian Castro

Después de la tormenta, la calma reinará

después de cada día, la noche llegará

después de un día de lluvia, el sol se asomará

y después de ti que, despues de ti que...

Después de cada instante, el mundo girará

después de cada año, más tiempo se nos va

después un buen amigo, otro amigo encontrarás

y después de ti que, despues de ti que...

Después de ti no hay nada,

ni sol ni madrugada

ni lluvia ni tormenta

ni amigos ni esperanza

Después de ti no hay nada

ni vida hay en el alma

ni paz que me consuele

no hay nada si tu faltas.

Después de haber tenido siempre vuelves a tener

después de haber querido lo intentas otra vez

después de lo vivido siempre hay un después

y después de ti que , después de ti que...

Después de ti no hay nada,

ni sol ni madrugada

ni lluvia ni tormenta

ni amigos ni esperanza.

Después de ti no hay nada

ni vida hay en el alma

ni paz que me consuele

no hay nada si tu faltas.

ah... na na na....

Después de ti no hay nada

ni vida hay en el alma

ni paz que me consuele

no hay nada si tu faltas.

Después, después de ti... que

después de ti.....que.

Red Roses Reflexions...

✿ Rose Hips ✿

A berry-like structure called the rose hip is the  aggregate fruit of the rose. The hips of most species are red, but a few (e.g. Rosa pimpinellifolia) have dark purple to black hips. Each hip comprises an outer fleshy layer, the hypanthium, which contains 5–160 "seeds" (technically dry single-seeded fruits called achenes) embedded in a matrix of fine, but stiff, hairs. Many of the domestic cultivars do not produce hips, as the flowers are so tightly petalled that they do not provide access for pollination.

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Harvesting and Storage

Pick rose hips when they are thoroughly ripened. Ripe rose hips are deep in color, and soft to the touch without being mushy. Spread the harvested hips out on a flat surface where they can dry. Before they are completely dry, when the skins of the rose hips begin to shrivel, cut open the rose hips and scrape out the seeds. Allow the rose hips to dry completely, and store them in plastic sealed bags. They will remain fresh for several months in the refrigerator, and indefinitely in the freezer.

The rose hip, the fruit of some species, is used as a minor source of 

Vitamin C.

Rose hips are occasionally made into jam, jelly, and marmalade, or are brewed for tea, primarily for their high vitamin C content. They are also pressed and filtered to make rose hip syrup. 

Nutritional Benefits

 Rose hips are noted for their especially high vitamin C content. Every 100 mg of dried rose hips contains between 1,700 to 2,000 mg of vitamin C; this makes it one of the richest plant sources of this vitamin. Rose hips also contain vitamins A and B, along with essential fatty acids, which are associated with heart health, and antioxidant flavonoids, which prevent the oxidation of cells that can lead to cancer and other ailments.

(░)◕‿◕(░) Sail Away (░)◕‿◕(░)

I Have Dreamt Of A Place For You And I

No One Know Who We Are There

All I Want Is To Give My Life Only To You

I’ve Dreamt So Long I Cannot Dream Anymore

Take Me Through Your Petals

Let’s Sail  Away Red Rose

✽ Yellow Rose ✽

Friendship Is The Primary Meaning of The Yellow Rose

 Yellow Rose

She came in my dreams last night,
She left a yellow rose and a love note on pillow next to me,
As always the inscription read,
'we are friends for ever and in the eternity'.

Since a rose is a rose,
why the red rose shines in the glory of love?
why the white roses remind us of our departed souls?
and why the yellow rose shines the rays of friendship in all of us?

Like sunshine bursting through grey clouds,
The aura of friendship emanates from its golden petals,
The frozen dew drops on its soft satin petals,
glorifies tears on my cheeks in the times of sadness,
Its mere presence and the fragrance,
fills my heart with the scent of warmth and affection.

Yellow rose you are perfection in creation,
I wonder why you have to wither away in time,
With every falling petal, a heart is broken,
with every withered yellow rose, a token of eternal friendship is lost.

 Jay P Narain