Wednesday, May 27, 2009
When I was a kid, my mother always had a rose garden in the front yard and they were full of roses. She had several varieties from knock out roses which she lined up as a fence between our house and the neighbor's. She had roses climbing up on the side of the house. I guess I am taking after my mother, this is from my rose bush which is located outside my kitchen window. Every time it blooms I think of her.