Don’t you love roses? My parents had this thing about red roses.
I like all types, but I’m especially fond of the fragrant ones.
Right now June is bustin’ out all over here in Michigan,
and our lane is heavy with the honeyed scent of wild roses..
I dug them out of the woods and transplanted them along the fence line years ago.
Do you like to garden? I don’t. I always get a case of poison ivy, and we have way too many mosquitoes. However, I can never resist, because I love the beautiful colors, textures, and fragrances of flowers.
I would like to be as beautiful and fragrant as a rose.
But, it’s a lot harder to tend my soul than my garden.
Thank you, Lord, for tending me.