Wednesday, June 26, 2013

In the garden

"Just remember, during winter, far beneath the bitter snow, that there's a seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes a rose."
~ Leanne Rhimes (and Bette Middler in that sad movie, The Rose)
Prairie Rose

   My wild Prairie Rose bush only blooms now and then, but when it does, it delivers dozens and dozens of roses that scent the whole yard.  This is, happily, "one of those" years. The bush is 5 feet tall and covered with buds from top to bottom.

   Each bloom lasts only a day, and within a week, all will be gone.  But, oh, what a glorious week that is!


  1. Scented roses are just divine. They smell of bygone days.

  2. It must be lovely but what a shame it does't last long.