Wild Roses are some of my favorite flowers.
I have waited and waited for them to bloom around our place in Russia. So I was really excited today as I found some wild roses blooming and the pictures came out wonderful. Boza did not care of course and he tried to ruin the pictures, as he found a cat to worry about, but you got to love that Galaxy Note camera…
Then lets have one that is open all the way…
It has been raining and really dreary for days. But today a little sunshine opened up in the form of a wild roses. Now that is sunshine without the sun shining…
I missed the blooming of the lilacs in the village, as they were just starting to flower as we left this last time. So I have enjoyed the lilacs blooming around Moscow. That is another one of my favorite flowers. They smell is heavenly…
So today while walking the dog, my soul uplifted and smiled. The wild roses are a testament to the beauty of nature and the ability to produce beauty if just left alone…
I also say that as the world looks at Moscow and Russia herself as dreary and dim. I say, “For those that look any place on the planet will be found beauty and sunshine as wonderful as the wild roses…”
I think of this poem by Wendell Berry as I think of Svetlana my sweetie:
Sometimes hidden from me
in daily custom and in trust,
so that I live by you unaware
as by the beating of my heart.Suddenly you flare in my sight,
a wild rose blooming at the edge
of thicket, grace and light
where yesterday was only shade,and once again I am blessed, choosing
again what I chose before.
Have a nice day and go out and smell the roses…
Post by Kyle Keeton
Windows to Russia…
The copy scores 79.5 in the Flesch Reading Ease test, which is considered easy to read…