I'm not able to grace this blog with glorious garden photos like Heather and Samantha. These talented ladies have been putting in the sweat equity that makes their gardens so wonderful. It isn't that I don't love gardening, but my efforts at it aren't so inspiring. I do have to participate with some photos of roses. I adore these flowers. The colours, yes, but even more so, the scents.
From my kitchen window I can look out on these beauties. The colour of these roses are so rich and the rose bush is absolutely covered with blooms right now. They make me smile. I don't really have favourites, but it's these pink roses that I can't get enough of. Their scent is intoxicating and I always take time to "stop and smell the roses" - which is probably providing some amusement to my neighbours as this rose bush is located beside our driveway. Yes, that means I do stop to sniff the blooms each time I pass them - when I head out for a walk, when I'm leaving to do errands or when I'm carrying out the trash. Roses are meant to be enjoyed, I figure.
So, I may not be a great gardener, but I can certainly appreciate the treasures of a garden.