With my love for roses, I had none around my cottage home.
A couple of weeks ago...
we picked up some plants for beauty around the cottage...
and in between some ordinary looking plants was...
this tiny twig of a rose bush.
No roses on it, as yet.
My husband, who knows how much I love roses...
encouraged me to pick this up and bring it home.
Just this delicate looking twig with no real promise to it and no idea what color the bloom would be.
Tenderly and carefully...
I planted it into the ground next to the bottom of the cottage stairs...
not really expecting much except the possibility that it would die.
It didn't die...it didn't even stress out from the transplanting.
Then...the other day, I saw this bud...
and then, the next day...
I saw this bud starting to burst from its pod...
and how excited I did become.
Oh my! Not only did it burst out gloriously...
it burst out in my favorite shade of pink!!
My camera just doesn't do it justice...but, it's beautiful!
As I photographed the rose...
at first, I tried to think of a way to brush away that ugly chicken wire.
It was put there to protect it from the dogs playing close to it and from the weed wacker.
But, in my fear of damaging the rose bush...
I finally left it thinking how the contrast of the hard wire and soft pink rose made for a more interesting picture.
For now, it is the only rose on my cottage grounds...
but, it makes me happy.
And, it rather looks nice with the color of my cottage...
what do you think?
This tiny rose bush will get lots more tender care...
in the hopes that someday...
she will give me more beautiful pink blooms.
I'd like to think that it will grow large enough...
to cover the side of my stairs with more roses than I can count.
For all my gush about one lone rose...
there is One Rose of Sharon whom I love so much more.
"I am the Rose of Sharon, and the Lilly of the valleys.
As the Lilly among thorns, so is my love among the daughters."
Song of Solomon 2:1,2
Without this Rose of Sharon, my life is nothing...nothing at all.
His name is Jesus and the Christ of my soul.
All the lovely roses in the world cannot surpass this Saviour of souls.
May your day, or night be filled...
with the blossoms of God's blessings.
