On August 21, I took the picture of this tiny rose in my yard and posted it with the comment that the tiniest rose bush in my yard is the only one that blooms. There are four other rose bushes, two on each side that tower above it, but they aren’t blooming. Earlier this spring I transplanted all five plants to a spot in the yard where they could get more sun. The others are thriving, just not blooming.
Later that same day, we got word Bev’s Aunt Maxine passed away. I didn’t know Maxine well. We had only met a few times, but she always seemed like a genuinely sweet lady to me. Today, sitting at the funeral and looking at the beautiful roses around her coffin, the pink outfit she was wearing and her penchant for “bling” I thought about my little rose. I think Aunt Maxine would approve.