Renewal and regrowth

Remember earlier this year, when we had to tear down everything up against the house? And I was livid/upset/distressed about the loss of the only rose I’ve ever been able to keep alive?

Red, in black and white

I think I may have mentioned in passing that it turned out that while the poor thing got cut down to the ground, it wasn’t completely uprooted like I thought it was. It’s blooming more than it has in years, teaching my bitter self a little life lesson there about how we shouldn’t judge the things that happen to us until we have a little space and time away to gain perspective.

Morning sun on roses

Nature finds a way.


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