If you walked to my backdoor, as I do so often, you would barely notice them. They are nothing to look at. Clumps of brown, slowly turning green sticks, with hundreds of sharp thorns on them. That's it! They have been there since October, only adding ugliness to what is left of the empty flower garden.
Oh, but I know what is coming. I can see past the brown, ugly sticks. I know what the Master Gardener is at work doing, in my flower garden and thousands of gardens around the country, this time of the year. Quietly, without fanfare, most times unnoticed, the work takes place, and soon...
...very soon, you will start to see pictures like these, again on my blog.
I love miracles! I love the Springtime of the year, when these kind of miracles happen.
I don't know Frank Stanton, but he said,
"This old world that we're livin' in
Is mighty hard to beat.
You get a thorn with every rose.
But - ain't the roses sweet?"
Ovid said, "Often the prickly thorn produces tender roses."
Alphonse Karr said, "Some people are always grumbling because the roses have thorns. I am thankful that the thorns have roses."
Too often in my life, I am more absorbed with the nastiness of the thorns, than I am with the beauty and fragrance of the roses.
A rose for you today. Thank you for stopping by.
Thank you for the rose(s) today, Judy. I like all of the quotes too. It is such an exciting time of year to watch the earth come back to life once again.
One of my most favorite flowers. I was looking at mine just a couple of days ago wondering when they would turn green. Not long now :)
I love to see the beautiful flowers that you post on your blog. I am really no gardener and although I like to be working in the garden, not knowing really what I am doing, I suffer with low back problems and cant do the bending bit. So to see your blooms when they arrive is always a treat. Thanks for sharing.
Oh my ... I can smell them from here!
What a beautiful post and a great reminder to see "the Master Gardner's" beauty in every little thing. Somehow though I can't imagine you ever really focusing on the thorns. Your heart is so good.
Spring is almost here!
Thanks for for the rose...and the story behind it. I will be reminded to look beyond the thorns...and watch as a new season of blooms miraculously open. And breathe in their fragrance...and be thankful.
I've looked at some of our dead looking bushes and have to say that it truly is a miracle ... the way our master gardener brings life back to what appears to be dead. Such a great reminder at Easter.
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