One Word


I'm joining in the one-word/one-photo
movement started by Susannah Conway.
In the spirit of brevity, here's my word.




Ruffles.

Comments

Naquillity said…
and a good word it is. very fitting for your image today. hope all is well.
August 1, 2010 at 8:54 AM
Bagman and Butler said…
Why am I not surprised that you can match the perfect word with the perfect photo. I'll bet it would be fascinating to live in your mind!
August 1, 2010 at 10:29 AM
Eryl said…
Such a super word, and so perfectly matched to the image.
August 1, 2010 at 12:57 PM
joshi daniel said…
the shadows add a lot to the beauty!
August 1, 2010 at 2:21 PM
Anonymous said…
perfect match! gorgeous shot.
August 1, 2010 at 2:38 PM
Beverley Baird said…
What a gorgeous photo! Love the macro flower!
Great descriptive word as well!
August 1, 2010 at 3:34 PM
Noelle Clearwater said…
Meri,
It is a rose worthy of the queen with ruffles and lace. It is the sweet pink flesh of angels. Oh..am I going on too long..one word right? NICE!
Noelle Renee
August 1, 2010 at 10:33 PM
will said…
When visiting galleries I never read the cards on the wall - except to check the artist's name. The deal - I let the photo or painting do all the talking and explaining.
August 2, 2010 at 4:36 AM
Sam Brightwell said…
Beautiful!

oo! you've given me an idea now.
August 2, 2010 at 11:38 PM
Delwyn said…
Hi Meri

yes ruffles is perfect - the flower is like a tutu...

happy days
August 3, 2010 at 2:33 AM
GratefulPrayerThankfulHeart said…
And the most loveliest of ruffles it is!
August 4, 2010 at 5:41 AM
deb did it said…
beautiful pink ruffles!
August 7, 2010 at 9:44 AM
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