Years ago, I was given eight rosebushes to plant in my yard. All seven of these lovely rosebushes grew and flourished. Indeed, today at the beginning of winter, I can hardly wait for the soft fragrant aroma of roses to waft through the warm summer air. There is something so exquisitely wonderful and precious about every phase of a blooming rose.This is a piece of art from long ago--as you can see here, roses are also a great favorite among the faeries who often visit my garden.
Thank you so much for dropping by! Have a lovely weekend, sweet Friends! Happy Paint Party Friday!
