That’s all right, you can think it. Say it, even.
But it’s that time of year again, and the world is so exciting that I can’t NOT proclaim it!
And that means the Crowned Queen of All Flowers, the Rose, is back in business.
She has been through a lot this year though. Tough times. First all her veil of blooms withered and fluttered away on the September wind. Her leaves soon followed. She stood, bravely trying to maintain her dignity in October, exposed and naked. In November, I came after her with a pruning shears, and literally severed her tallest branches, discarding them into the woods. Finally the frost got her. Then snow, and ice…
She thought she was done for.
Dried up, dormant.
Then, without sound, without fanfare or trumpet blast, the majestic sun silently reached down and kissed the earth that she stood upon.
That is what she needed. With that warmth and love, and the soft rains of April, the Queen has awakened with new strength.
The excitement mounts. I can’t wait to see what she will do in June!