I stepped outside after a pretty brutal thunderstorm, and as always it amazes me the resilience of plants to weather the storm. This rose took the moment to open up, and bloom.
of plants to weather the storm. This bud took that time to open up, and bloom.
A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet. ~William Shakespeare
Rose bush in full bloom. This is what I have to gaze at while writing.
This is one of the buds on one of our rosebushes that are by our front door. My sister-in-law is a crazy rose woman, and loves collecting different ones. So far there are five different roses in her garden.
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The Misdemeanours of a Rescue-Cat
shit storms, shame, and stories that make you cringe
(written by the human, with permission from the kitten)
Britcom romances
conscious eye scans metahorizons
