September 7, 2011
This very well might be the last rose I see in my garden this season. The roses in my back garden didn't bloom much at all this year. This rose in my front garden was eaten by those who found it's leaves such a delicacy they couldn't sate themselves. So far this summer there have been all of 3 blooms on this bush. There is another bud which hopefully will open.
This bloom sat there all alone, its heavy head bending down as if in sorrow that it was being unappreciated. When I came in this morning from my errands I knew I wanted to be able to appreciate it -- not just it's beauty but it's delicate fragrance. Whoever it was munching on this bush wasn't going to rob me of all the beauty and joy. Snipped, watered and sitting where I can enjoy it for as long as it lasts. I could enjoy this flower every time I stepped out the door or I could have it indoors where it would grace my living space. The decision really wasn't hard to make.