My husband picked this rose from our rose bush. It came from the first bush he bought. It was nothing but a stick when I planted it in the grouid. The bugs ate them in the late summer, but they are coming out now. I guess a last little bit of color, before old man winter shows his face.
Monday, October 20, 2008
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