Rose

Just to sit, look, dream and enjoy....

Mount Orjen from Rose at sunset  

Rose Village 

" The Sleeping Beauty"

A sleeping enchantment which rests within the gaze of Mount Orjen and can only be awakened by the sun, the sea and the skies

At the westerly tip of Lustica peninsula sleeps Rose: an ancient fishermens' village lost in time. Set apart from Boka's mainland she moves to her own rhythm. Days are shaped by the tides and currents of the sea; the vagaries of the weather; the moods and tones of the sun.

Picturesque stone houses, once the homes of fishermen, sit quietly with their backs  protected by lush, rambling, mediterranean forests that gaze nonchalantly at the sublime views of the great Mount Orijen. From here you can enjoy the magnificence of the sea and Boka's mountainscape and its brilliant summer jewel colours: sapphires, emeralds and turquoises.

In the summer, though her visitors are many, she never gives up her quintessential romance.  

In the autumn, the afternoon sun kisses her long, golden, ardent kisses. 

In the winter, when only a handful of inhabitants remain, the sea and sky take full possession. And, the long cool hand of winter's nights is only broken by the whisper of the sea, or the whistle of the wind through the trees.

All images and words © 2014-2018 Flavia Brilli.