I found this bouquet of broken roses on the road the other day.
At first, I thought it looked so sad, abandoned on the pavement, witness to a possible romantic disaster. Then my imagination kicked in and I had three story lines fighting for attention in my mind. The scene had now become a perfect example to the question authors gets asked all the time, where does your ideas come from? Everywhere. Even from a bouquet of abandon roses on the pavement.
What are your thoughts when you see this picture? Does it have to be sad and tragic, considering the state of the flowers?