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Friday, May 27, 2011

The Rose

What's in a name?  That which we call
a rose  By any other name would
smell as sweet. ~ Juliet

In the summer of 1995
I planted some roses
in our yard.  It was our
first summer here at Avalon.
The rose that grew in this
spot was pretty, it was a
coral color but had no scent.

Last year, a completely different
rose grew in this spot.  I guess
this plant reverted to its root stock.
But the great thing is this rose
is so much better than the other
one!  It is a deep pink color with
an intoxicating old fashioned
rosey scent.  I love it!  It reminds
me of the scent of roses when I
was a little girl.  I loved to visit
people who lived in old houses
with old gardens.  There would
always be beautiful old roses
bushes that smelled delicious.

I plan to take these roses
with me today as I move from
room to room.  And tonight
I'll put them next to my bed
and hopefully dream of a
rose covered cottage.

If I had a rose for every time I thought
of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime.
Swedish Proverb

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