Realism style tattoo of red roses with green leaves and black swirling vines running down a person's back, placed on the upper back and spine.

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Red roses and swirling vines down the back

Realism · Back · Mixed · Photo

Four shaded red roses are linked by black swirling vines and leaves that run diagonally down the spine. The roses have soft red and pink shading with small pale highlights, while the vines use bold black linework with curled tendrils. The image is a close back shot with a dark background, and the tattoo fills most of the frame.

Realism Botanical Back Rose Vine Leaves Swirl Spine

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Before the cock had finished his second crow, Ada Pennock had her hands in the trough, and the flour was already grey with cold. Her father kept the oven banked with ash the way his mother had, and nobody in Thorne Lane was allowed to say the bread came easy.

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On the bakehouse wall grew the old climbing rose her grandmother had planted the spring the mill burned. Its canes had found their way up the brickwork, looped around the drainpipe and gone over the sill of the loft window where nobody slept any more. Every winter it dropped its leaves and every winter Ada cut it back, and every spring it came again, reaching for the warm breath of the chimney.

The morning of the hard frost, the vine had four roses open on it, though it was March. Ada's father stood in the yard with the first peel and looked at them a long time. "Your gran would say the wall wants feeding," he said. "She'd say the oven's too hot for us both." Ada said nothing. She took the peel from him and slid the loaves in.

When the bread came out, the crusts had split in four places, red-brown and curled like tendrils, and the whole lane smelled of the wall. Ada wrapped the first loaf in a clean cloth and carried it up to the widow at number nine, who had not eaten since the thaw. The roses on the bakehouse wall stayed open all that week, and nobody cut them.