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, is

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,