As little ones, we used to run around Grandma’s rose bush. . . . . .
. . . . . . they smelled so good. . . . . .
The thorns were very sharp!
I want to slow down long enough to smell the roses, I want to look at them, touch them, and remember Grandma. I am thankful that my mom gave me a piece of her rosebush. It’s a tiny thing, but loaded with buds.
Family, do you remember when Grandpa cut the rosebush down? It grew back. . . .I don’t know what kind of roses these are, but they sure do love to grow!
Good to be Home 
These are so pretty. My grandma always had roses, too. I remember them in front of her house in Chicago. I don’t think she has any or at least not as many as she did now that she lives in South Carolina. She always said they were so much work. I have three rose bushes and barely take care of them, and they are doing just fine. 🙂
I was traumatized when she cut the rose bush down…I was gone on my trip to Europe. I came home to find the rose bush gone. I should dig up a sprout for my house. I always had a ton of roses and I loved having the rose petal wars…you only had to make sure you didn’t grab one that had a bee in it.
I love roses! my husband gave me a rosebush after the birth of my daughter. Now we are moving!! 😦 I hope I can transplant it and not kill it! any ideas? what is the best way to transplant/move a small rose bush?
I was just smelling the roses at my Mom’s house and thinking about how much I would love a bench out back surrounded in roses.
So is this one a transplant from home?
Awesome pics!