“I am often struck by how similar we all are, though we paint different labels upon or common beliefs, different names upon our common gods, and enact different rituals to reach the same elevated state of consciousness.”
Transcendence by R.A.Salvatore
My great-grandmother grew the most beautiful roses. When I was growing up, we lived with her. Even though she passed away some time ago, I can still see her fertilizing her many rose bushes with egg shells and spent coffee grounds. She never used store bought fertilizer but her roses flourished. I’d give anything to have inherited her green thumb, but aside from lavender, herbs and some jasmine, that thrived despite me, a cutting garden is not in my future. Just ask the rose bush that I bought about a month ago; because of me, it is now in flower heaven.
- Gerber Daisy
Okay, yes, I can count but number 6 was mandatory since one of my precious g’daughters is named Daisy. Now your turn, tell me, what are some of your favorite flowers?