Old Bread, Old Roses, Old Woman

Each month when I choose from the odds and ends of free food at the local food bank I am offered old bread and old roses but I always pass on both as the bread has unhealthy mold and the roses have no fragrance left.  It seemed sad to take them.  This month I accepted some old, orange roses because I too am old and they seemed to call to me.  It would have been sad to leave them behind.

Old Roses

image and animation by Annmarie Throckmorton, copyright 2026