Wednesday, July 2, 2008

My Roses Don't Miss Me.

I planted the above rose bush over 6 years ago - at the old homestead - and it never did anything worth photographing ... that is, until I moved away. Now that we are all moved out of the house, this rose bush decided to bloom in all its glory. And I am left wondering what was so wrong with me - that it did not want to show its beauty in my presence. I mean, I thought I took good care of it and all. Halis claims that it just didn't like the frequent "watering" that the dogs gave it. However, I've never seen the dogs anywhere near that bush. But I want to believe him. My ego needs to believe him. Either way, as we ready the house for sale, I will be able to photograph its gorgeous blooms. Whether the roses like it or not.

Love,
Jodi


2 comments:

Paula said...

That rose bush just decided to stop being stubborn and help you out with the beautification of preparing your house for sale. Who couldn't resist that gorgeous rose bush? OR it misses you so much that it is trying to chum you back home. I'm thinking that second one is it...

Jodi Renshaw said...

Paula, You are great :) You are an optimist who views this situation far differently than I did. It sure feels better to think that those roses bloomed in order to help me sell my house! I love it. Charming me back home sounds good too. Thanks for your view on life. It is perfect.

Love,
Jodi