We talked about that, several times, my Mom and I. We wonder why the darn thing wouldn't bloom.
A couple of weeks ago I went out to do some gardening, and something caught my attention.
Mom's rose was covered in buds. Dozens.
And now this:
All the roses are heavy with buds and starting to blossom. Another favourite we shared was this rose, New Dawn, we both have it in our gardens.
Last Saturday, my Dad took us all around the Cowichan Valley, to the places he rambled as a kid. Our family history, coming to life.
See the two brides, side by side by their Grampa?
Koksilah Ridge from the trestle
The maple tree at the Station
Oh ya. And our cat is about to have kittens.
I undestand how she feels.