One of my favorite meditations is to sit out in the backyard and gaze at the roses. It reminds me of my Mother who loved roses and delighted in painting them with oil on canvas. She had a gorgeous rose garden. She would spend countless hours in her garden planting new bushes and pruning.
These days, I love to take pictures of the ones in my yard and then spend hours editing them. For me, it helps clear my sometimes overactive mind.
If you haven’t seen the post of my Rose Spirals essay, click the link for a dip in beauty.
I haven’t pruned my rose bushes yet.
The first week I planned to, a single rose grew from the dying branches and hugged a few oranges hanging from a wandering limb.
This week, I again planned to prune and found that another single rose grew from the second bush also with dying limbs.
I swear they came out of nowhere.
Even though I live in North County San Diego, this winter has been unusually cold. It dropped to 27 degrees Fahrenheit.
I know, I know, that is a blessing compared to how cold it can get in areas around the globe.
But these two single roses beat it against all odds.
So more pictures for my Soul Blossom poetry book.
But sadly, I will prune the bushes this weekend. And will have to wait until spring to start up my rose meditations again.
My plan is to wrap up my Soul Blossom poetry book and publish by spring!
I would welcome feedback on my poetry on any of your favorites.
Have a glorious day!