I went to the library a few minutes ago to pick up a book I had requested, and after navigating the car through myriad construction projects and finally found a place to park, I walked in for the few minutes it took to check the book out. On the way back, I remembered that it's Tuesday and time for a post. What to write about? As I walked past my front porch flowers, the problem was solved: flowers, of course.
In our front yard area, this lovely rosebush catches my eye whenever I park my car in front of it. My friend Hedi told me she remembers when she and another resident planted it, a decade ago. It has the most beautiful multicolored roses, some more yellow than pink, others a sweet mixture, with light that seems to radiate right out of the petals.
I love these flowers and appreciate their beauty every year as they grace our common area. I would pick some and bring them inside, but it seems selfish to do that. Instead, I'll share them with you, intact on the bush.