The Rose is a peach of a parade to see in person. Ah, you say, I can watch it from the comfort of my living room. But after this morning, I swear on a bed of roses that TV does scant justice to the peerless Rose Parade. For one thing, it squishes everything into a little box, thereby losing the scale of the floats, some of which are gigantic. Their sheer size packs a punch for the in-person person that no TV framing can approach.
TV also smooshes the texture and delineation of the thousands of flowers on every float.
See those blooms in the flesh, er, petals, and you quickly grasp what enormous work went into their placement. Photos by Jeff Miller, text by Jeff Iseminger.