SEPTEMBER’S ROSES

For all of the care that I have been putting in the garden – NONE – I am quite pleased that the roses still give blooms.  I say, they bloom more now that I left them alone – than when I fussed constantly about them.  The garden, or what is supposed to be one, isContinue reading “SEPTEMBER’S ROSES”

A FLOWER’S TEARS

Oh little flower, why the tears? are they of joy for beauty you’ve been blessed or of the fears that one day soon that same beauty will fade and wilt? Yet little flower you make your mark with your scent and color that gladden many hearts. Do not be discouraged by the end that youContinue reading “A FLOWER’S TEARS”

LOVE BLOOMS

Love blooms unbidden smiling upon the world no word need be spoken for it to be understood. Love in full bloom bares its very soul without art nor adornment but love heeding love’s call.  Love loves with all of its breath as a flower blooms ’til the last petal’s spent. Then all the more theyContinue reading “LOVE BLOOMS”

LIFE IS A BED OF ROSES

Life, they say, is a bed of roses and I suppose it is true. Consider the thorns as crosses the blooms, joys that are due. It has its time and season as roses obviously have. They both have their reasons for which they need to strive. Roses adorn the garden delighting the human eye. LifeContinue reading “LIFE IS A BED OF ROSES”

A RED, RED ROSE – VELVET FRAGRANCE

A RED, RED ROSE Robert Burns O MY Luve ‘s like a red, red rose That ‘s newly sprung in June: O my Luve ‘s like the melodie That’s sweetly play’d in tune!   As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I: And I will luve thee still, my dear,Continue reading “A RED, RED ROSE – VELVET FRAGRANCE”

A (WET) ROSE PARADE

Yes.  I am using the preposition “A” instead of “The” because I am certain that more rose pictures will grace this pages in the near future, wet or not. 🙂  I like roses (who does not?) even when they are thorny and a little persnickity.  There are several of them in the yard  –  plantedContinue reading “A (WET) ROSE PARADE”