in bloom

The roses in my yard are in bloom. They are all ancient. The house was built in the 1940s, so the roses are at least 50 years old. They are spread around the back yard in a really odd way - 2 here, 4 there, 1 over there. The poor things get little sun. I'm sure when they were planted they were in full sun, but now the canopies of the trees cover most of the yard. Yet the roses bloom on. Hardy little things!

Speaking of roses...our new neighbors to the right - we have new neighbors to the left, as well - have dug up all of the previous owners roses. I feel so sad. Randy really had a touch with his roses. They were magnificent. One bush had incredible blue roses. All gone now.

On the corner, at the end of the street, there is a small church. In front are four Julia Child rose bushes. The color is a creamy peach in bud to buttery yellow in bloom. The scent is sweet and spicy at the same time. Someday I'm going to have a bush of my own.

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