Another lovely and poetic read, Carmine. This June, indeed has been a beautiful love story and our old shrub rose has filled the air with intoxicating perfume. Thanks and happy solstice.
For some reason, we've had more wild roses this year than ever before, as well as more fungi, on our property. I love to look closely into these gorgeous pink flowers to see tiny white spiders and an assortment of pollinators. Happy Summer Solstice. ☀️
Gorgeous piece, Carmine. Love these lines in particular: “The rose, I feel, is a tender creature, with a many-chambered heart. Sun is her food, rain her lifeblood, bee her beloved.” Wow 🌸
Thank you very much, Trivarna. Writing about the loveliness of a rose feels like praying, somehow. 🙏🏼
Beautiful. Wild roses are one of my favorite plant beings. What a love story they engender.
Roses seem especially beloved and blessed. Thank you for reading, Jenny. 🌹
Another lovely and poetic read, Carmine. This June, indeed has been a beautiful love story and our old shrub rose has filled the air with intoxicating perfume. Thanks and happy solstice.
Happy solstice and Strawberry Full Moon, Cindy, may we enjoy the reign of roses between the raindrops. xo
For some reason, we've had more wild roses this year than ever before, as well as more fungi, on our property. I love to look closely into these gorgeous pink flowers to see tiny white spiders and an assortment of pollinators. Happy Summer Solstice. ☀️
You are the lucky one, I must leave home for rose encounters. Happy solstice, to you, from a place where today the sun hides his face. xo
Gorgeous piece, Carmine. Love these lines in particular: “The rose, I feel, is a tender creature, with a many-chambered heart. Sun is her food, rain her lifeblood, bee her beloved.” Wow 🌸
Such beautiful writing! It really speaks to me. Thank you 🌹
Kira, thank you for that bouquet of word roses!🌹🌹🌹