”She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns”

The romance of the rose and its alluring fragrance is momentarily forgotten when a prickle imbeds your leg or fingers as you work in the garden. I say prickle, not thorn, because, despite the popularity of poetic quotes on the rose thorn, they are called prickles. The rose above is Summer Sun Rose by Kordes. … Continue reading ”She who loves roses must be patient and not cry out when she is pierced by thorns”