We were walking along Kennebunkport Beach and I noticed a beautiful display of what was left on the wild rose bush after the roses died back. These seed pods might be more beautiful than the actual rose.
The temptation to touch this beautiful display was just too much to resist; and, certainly wasn't a disappointment. The color was to die for. And, the softness was like touching cashmere.
On my second trip by this beautiful display, I happened to catch a finch pulling the pod apart and taking it back to what I can only imagine to be the ultimate in bird nests!
Lucky for that rose bush, my desire to clip and run ( with a display for myself) was curtailed by the long thorns that sent the message ... don't you dare! Like I said .... such a find!
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