I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.
-- Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype
on what now feels like many months ago, Ken & i had a lovely afternoon at the Rose Valley while we were on our roadtrip to Cameron Highlands. i've had this one in my posts draft box for way too long, partly because it's one of my favorite part of the trip itself so i wanted to save it for last, & also because life has gotten in the way lately that i am blogging less these days. i'll get back to the hang of it soon, promise!
we were greeted by these charming oriental vases on our way through the entrance. the entire valley was filled with the smell of roses & rain - as any of you could imagine, i had a hard time trying to take it all in. there's nothing else to do aside from walking around in between gorgeous rose shrubs & try not to give in to the temptation of plucking anything out. there were less visitors due to the rain & at some point, we had the whole garden to ourselves.
^ these tiny blush pink roses are my favorite.
some flowers formed walls across the valley, i went up & down the staircases with overwhelming feelings as every nook & corners brought little surprises.
the pouring rain made our visit perfect, though we had to seek some shelter when it got a little too heavy - the sound was almost deafening.
^ this sign should be stating - No Apples Here! we took a quick peek in the direction of the arrow but nope, just flowers!
^ little daisies field at the farther-end of the valley. a feast for the eyes.
^ how cute is this mis-proportioned 'hut'? if i'm remembering it correctly, it stores gardening supplies & a little exhibition of the types of roses available in the valley.
^ we found a nice little ship & i took a photo of our reflection. we have very few photos of us together, for the fact that we can only take photos of each other when we travel. i cherish the ones we have that i might even frame this one soon. also, maybe get a tripod, we'll see.
^ these delicate honeysuckles monopolized some of the area & i loved that they look so different amongst the roses across the valley, yet so magnificent.
^ as we seek shelter from the rain, i saw some pigeons doing the same. this one tried to stay dry & before long, i think it took a nap...
the Rose Valley is home for > 400 varieties of roses. needless to say, we took way more photos than that within a few hours. i wish i could share more in this post but i guess that'll be overwhelming! Ken is such a stud to let me indulge & tag along - we really had fun here. it was our last stop before heading back to our accommodation for the day. it was humbling, it was perfect.
location: Rose Valley \ 148 Tringkap, Cameron Highlands, 39000 Pahang