Today I am sharing a bouquet of roses with you.
Some on teacups, some in pictures.
These were growing in my mother's garden.
She has a yard full of roses.
There is something elegant about roses...something romantic, and special.
They have a lovely fragrance. Can you smell it?
I don't even mind that they have thorns.
They are there as reminders to handle them gently and carefully.
"Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns;
I am thankful that thorns have roses." ~ Alphonse Karr
On dark winter days when the roses are nothing more than bare sticks in the garden,
I have a bouquet of teacups in full bloom waiting for me in the china cabinet.
I hope you have time today to stop and smell the roses along the way.
And sit down for a little rest.
And have a cup of tea.
"Your soul shall be like a well watered garden."