Roses at the final

The final roses in this season were given by Mariah. I'm very surprised with the long term flower of them.

Even in chilly rain and during the storm they were blooming before snow fall.

I've never thought such graceful flowers were so strong in the cold air.

It impressed me so much that wild beauty is based on strength and patience.

It's winter now.

Coldness, darkness and loneliness will be friends so far.

The final beauty of the roses heal me and the petals fallen down will be the mate with bath time.