The Rose continued
I am back again this morning to have another cuppa and write once more. Imogen, I loved those scrumptious scones and blackberry jam.
I have a desire to pass onto my little grandchildren something of my loves, the garden and my artistic interests. I am a little reticient in finding the space for promoting and speaking of these things, however, one cannot underestimate what happens in the ordinary day to day activities.
A few months ago, I was out walking with my 4 year old grand daughter, Shani. She is an outdoors girl and loves rocks, trees and sticks. As we walked along the footpath, she was touching all the plants as we passed by. I had to show her which were the roses, so she wouldn't prick herself on the thorns. Apparently, she learnt her lesson well. Later on her Mother asked me if I had shown Shani which plants were roses, as she was pointing them out to her.
Yesterday was a gorgeous warm spring day, so Shani and I were out the front enjoying the sunshine. Imagine my delight when she squatted down in front of my Mme Meilland rose bush and said, "I really like your beautiful roses, Nanna". What an experience to treasure! My heart was almost bursting.