Wednesday, April 21, 2010

A rose is a rose is a rose

A couple weeks ago, I came home to find a single long-stem red rose at my front door.  It was a gift from my nephew.  It was his way of telling me thank you and that he loved me.

And that was that.

Until about a week ago, when I was clipping roses from my little courtyard and decided to tie a few together, put them in a small vase and give them to a friend of mine.  Just because.

And that was that.

Until Saturday when a friend called and said she had a surprise for me.  The surprise?  Roses clipped from the garden.  Just because.

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It was such a nice surprise to receive those roses.  They filled my house for several days with their sweet and fragrant perfume, so much so that in the mornings when I walked into my living room, the scent would make me swoon. 

And that was that.

Until this morning, when Cheyenne and I were walking through the neighborhood and I caught Mother Nature showing off. 

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1 comment:

CreekHiker said...

Mother Nature is such a show off at times, isn't she??