Flowers on the farm

Usually when you purchase a property that someone has lived on for several years there are some established perennials. Daffodils, forsythia, lilac, tulips, or something. This was not the case with our property. There was not one single flowering (or non -flowering) perennial on the place. So when Mother's Day rolled around this year and the kids asked me what I wanted, I told them flowering perennials. Well, the oldest came through for me. He got me a really nice climbing rose and helped plant it by the garden gate. Now it is in full bloom and looks beautiful! I smile every time I look at it. Somehow, it makes the farm seem even more like home. Maybe because my mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother always had lots of flowers in their yards and always took such pride in them. I guess that's why it was so important to me. It's not just the beauty of the plants themselves - it's the sense of tradition and home that I associate with them. Sometimes a rose is not just a rose...

Peace