A couple of years ago our sweet hostess and I were in a circle journal swap and of all things Beverly's theme was a PINK one :) For her circle journal I chose to tell the story of the roses that were in my yard. If you read my blog earlier this week I told the story of my great grandmother's button tin. I spent a lot of time at her house when I was younger. When I was a teenager my great grandmother died and my mother inherited her house. In the back of the house outside of what was my great grandmother's bedroom were some Cape Cod roses. (I don't know if that is the technical name but it's what I've always called them). Several years ago my mother sold that house and before it was sold I had Rich go over, dig up the roses and bring them here.
They now grow in my front yard and all summer long when I look out the front window I see those roses. They remind me of my great grandmother. I am so glad I brought them here. Along with the roses though, came the bittersweet that was growing with them at the old house. It is a chore to try to keep the bittersweet under control. I'm very happy to have the roses, bittersweet and all.