Robert Burns, regarded as Scotland’s national bard, wrote his poem likening his love (one of many, as Rabbie was something of a lover of the ladies) to a red, red rose. But in these modern days of technology, when we indulge in a bit of nostalgia by collecting memorabilia and junk from the past, and when we perhaps equate love with something different than what many might see as a hackneyed and mushy red rose, I wondered what other items our love might be compared with. So here goes.
My love is like a wonderful meal…especially something sweet and delicious.
My love is like a work of art…or perhaps a film star.
My love is like a telephone box. Really? Well, a number of years ago when many of these old boxes were sold off, thousands of people bought one, desperate to have one in house or garden. So obviously an item many people cherished.
My love is hot and fiery, like chillies.
My love is…well, perhaps we’d better not go there!
My love is free as the breeze, enjoys new experiences, being blown here and there like the wind in a red sail.
My love knows what she wants, but I’m worried it might be a leap in the dark, taking me into deep waters that I can’t get out of.
Ginger is the Scottish equivalent of redhead, and this lovely ginger specimen would have 
the hearts of numerous farmers around here beating faster.
Love is like rhododendron flowers. In Victorian times, and till today, many plant hunters from Scotland went out into the world’s wilds to identify plant species and bring back seeds. Rhododendrons became enormously popular, the wild form now considered a pest to be eradicated from our countryside.
Some people, men mainly, have a passion for dressing up and re-enacting historic battles — better than indulging in domestic battles, though. So their loves might well be seen as historic damsels in distress, or ladies whose hands they fight battles to win.
Did your loved one fight for you?
Old romantics might see this as the ideal conveyance for an afternoon picnic or a romantic evening drive. Providing the horses behaved, of course.
Fishnet tights, and the cancan may be a turn-on for some, but few would deny that a few days in Paris for Valentine’s day or in the spring (or any time really) is a delight, the ideal place for a bit of romance.
Postie, postie please don’t tarry
Take this to the one I’ll marry
My love is like a red, red… Okay this rose isn’t red, more a deep pink. But, guess what folks? It’s the only red rose I have amongst thousands of photographs, and it’s one of a wild rose. But I rather think a wild rose would have appealed to Rabbie more than a cultivated one.
I am me. For more click image.
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A very nice collection of photos Dorothy – cleverly and thoughtfully pulled together. It’s the most interesting Valentine’s Day post I’ve seen. Have a great day with your true love. ~James
Thank you so much. It’s always difficult to come up with a new angle on an old theme…but that’s part of the fun of blogging. Hope your day was good too.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Hope you enjoyed yours. Mine was spent mostly shopping and working – preparing for a meeting today for a project which is so interesting that it’s really fun.
Work that feel like fun is the best! Our day was nice, thanks for asking. 🙂
I love all the red in this post. My favourite colour.
Mine, too, though rather than brights I think, for wearing, I’m now tending to go for slightly darker shades. But it’s difficult to imagine a world without the exuberance of reds.
What fun Dorothy, love it!
Thanks, Bebs. When I look at the exorbitant cost of a dozen red roses, I think I’d willingly settle for something else, something longer lasting.
Dorothy, how about taking a break from red and this time I am inviting you to do the 5 Day B/W Challenge. All you have to do is post a b/w photo for 5 days and invite a person each day. I find it fun since I normally don’t do b/w. I hope you will agree. Thank you!
Thanks for thinking of me Bebs, however I’m really busy with work and deadlines at present – doing layouts for books required for not-too-far-off dates, and would find it difficult to get my mind dragged from one project to another. Certainly posting a photo for five days would pose problems as I become immersed in what I’m doing and before I know it the family are clamouring to be fed.
So if you don’t mind I’ll sit this one out, but I do appreciate you asking. Hope someone else with a bit more time at present can take up the challenge. Cheers.
No problem at all Dorothy. I do understand as sometimes I am a bit constrained too at times so am sure it is so much more for you. Thank you!