Colour botanical tattoo of roses, lilac and peach flowers with green leaves across the upper arm and shoulder.

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Vintage-style florals on an upper arm

Botanical · Upper arm · Colour · Photo

A cluster of pink roses, a pale yellow bloom, lilac sprigs and small blue flowers with green foliage runs down the upper arm, with a few blossoms reaching toward the shoulder. The shading is soft and painterly, with fine petal detail and faded edges that suggest a vintage botanical print. The soft pastel palette sits against pale skin, and the flowers are spaced loosely so the design wraps around the arm.

Botanical Upper arm Shoulder Rose Flower Floral Leaves Bouquet

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Dearest Hester, the nasturtiums on the sill have finally given up and I have pressed the last of them between the pages of your mother's Gerard, so you will find them flattened and orange when you come home at Easter. The vicar's wife has been asking after the roses by the chapel wall. I told her they were never mine to sell, only to keep, and she sniffed and went off with her basket of eggs.

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The wireless says the Eastbourne boats are running again, though nobody I know will be on one. Mr Pryce from the chandlery brought round a bundle of lilac cuttings yesterday, wrapped in a seed catalogue from 1911, and asked if I could root them before the frost. I said I would try, though I have never once managed lilac. He said that was all right, he hadn't expected much, and stood on the step looking at the harbour as if he was counting the masts.

I have put the blue flowers in the blue jug, the little ones with the stubborn stems that you always said looked like bits of sky that had fallen off. They are still standing on the dresser. The pink roses have dropped their petals onto the good tablecloth, and I have decided to leave them there until you write. Come home before the hedges go over. Your loving Mum.