What is it about roses that captivates us so?
I remember watching my Gramma tend to her prized roses early in the mornings when I would stay at her house in the summer.
I was only five years old, but can still see her stooped over...wearing an old dress, and an apron.
She would be weeding, and pruning.
I would be sitting in the sun room, watching her.
When she finished her work, she would bring in a few blooms for the dining room table.
My Mother's mother was a woman with a very tough exterior.
When I saw her with the roses, it seemed to soften her some how.
My Mother was the same kind of woman.
She also had a small rose garden for awhile.
They were a prized possession of hers.
I've always loved to garden.
I didn't have roses, however.
I worked with them as a florist, for years!
My attraction to them just started through blogging.
Seeing Bella's Rose Gardens, and June's gorgeous gardens at Laughing with Angels inspired me, and opened my eyes to the beauty of the rose.
I've collected linens for a long, long time.
Now I look for pieces with roses on them.
Rose dishes fill my farm cupboard!
I recently found this darling sugar bowl at a local shop.
There was no lid, but the design is so beautiful, I didn't care.
I went to visit with Ilonka, my friend that owns my favorite Cottage shop here at the lake, and she had a set of these pretty rose glasses.
I was so happy to find a whole set!
Plus the little ones for my grand kids.
The outside of our cottage is brimming with roses, as well as the inside.
The lavender ones have the most wonderful scent!
It seems, every time I go to our market, I not only bring home fresh fruits, and vegetables, I usually have a rose of some species.
I don't feel that I'm obsessed with roses. I feel a great appreciation of something that has been crafted by THE Master Gardner. I am thankful for the gift of sight, and smell. Something I take for granted too often...until I see a rose.
I'm joining Courtney at French Country Cottage for Feathered Nest Friday.