My husband took this picture for me last Sunday after mass, and I have eagerly been awaiting the Feast of the Most Holy Rosary to share it with you.
The rosary was made of rosebuds by my husband's schola buddy, Mickey Rios. He is gifted that way. He buys and arranges the flowers for the altar every week. I was lucky enough to be sitting close to the front of the church where I could admire it. The red of the roses against the white marble stood out like drops of blood on new-fallen snow.