Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Upon returning

After being gone a few days, I arrived back home expecting to see grass and weeds growing out of control and flowers and plants dry and panting for water. 

But, the grass is green and flowers and blooms are everywhere. I came home to an ancient rose bush that survives everything that comes its way. I don't even know it's name. 

It's flowers are huge with layers and layers of petals. And it's fragrance is that of any favorite perfume. 

It's an old bush and has been neglected,  sad to say. It needs some TLC this weekend. 

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