It's not the prettiest rose bush...
and the roses are wind blown and skimpy...
but it's my favorite thing in the yard.
I walked past the rose bush at least a dozen times today,
busy with work and deep in thought.
On my last trip past the bush, feeling tired and eager to call it a day,
I stopped to smell the sweet roses. They were amazing.... and instantly reminded me that the best things in life are free. :)
I picked a handfull, climbed into my pickup and drove to the top of the hill to watch the sun set.
It was a beautiful evening and it felt soooo good to slow down for a few minutes..
Yeah... I'm a sap. :)