The days when summer is changing into autumn… 

“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the whole year – the days when summer is changing into autumn – the crickets spread the rumor of sadness and change.”#ebwhite #charlottesweb 🕸️

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.

After purchasing our first home about two and a half years ago, my fiance and I quickly learned the difficulties of gardening, and the hatred for hours of fruitless labor. The previous owner of the home at some point had planted 10 wild rose bushes bushes – yes, 10! Which, we could only imagine would be beautiful come spring.

The first year in our home I decided it would be my job to tend the roses. Talking care to Google how-to and I felt confident summer would bring the blossoms I worked so hard for.  But soon came fall without even a handful of buds and finally… reality… I had failed miserably.

So the next year, it was his turn.. And again came the frustrating feelings of failure after hours of clipping and pruning and cutting and fertilizing.

But alas! Finally! After all the hours in the sun tending; this year, I am just extatic to share our long overdue success.  Yes – finally – we have roses!
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