Wed. Rose

Life is not all roses.

I have some roses, now those flowers are in full bloom in my garden.

When I visited England in May, everywhere in the park many beautiful roses wear in bloom, I was absolutely charmed.
So I got some young rose plants as a memory of my retirement, and when I visited a rose garden I bought one too.
There are many kinds of roses, and each one has a good smell and it own color.
In the garden, an arch of roses produces a fantastic atmosphere.
When I was working, my fellow worker displayed some yellow roses on her desk, which I praised the roses.
Next year, she presented me a young rose plant. In early summer, the rose blooms, so I remember her.
I think that a gift of a plant is fun, because the memory of the gift continues forever.
No rose without a thorn.
Life is not all roses. Oh my gosh!