Mom's Roses

Mom brought me rose buds from her garden four days ago, and this fragrant bloom has been enjoyed ever since.

As long as I can remember, Mom and Dad have cultivated their rose bushes through out the years with roses that decorated our front and back yards, and whose stems filled the house with freshly cut fragrances.  Mom knows the name of each rose, which escapes my memory even after she tells me the names.

I have never tried to grow roses, and always cringe when the rose bushes were pruned back each year to look like a bunch of dead branches.  But each spring, new blooms grow and flourish with such wonderful results.

Thanks for sharing your precious blooms, Mom.