We're not much for gardening around here, really. We have a few bushes in the front, some lilies and hibiscus here and there, and a row of morning glories J planted to climb the chain-link fence along the driveway. But some of what we do have is blooming right now, and it's pretty.
The rose bush started as a potted plant, given to me by my father-in-law when I was in the hospital after Baby Sister was born. It looked pretty sad when we put it in the ground, but it made it. I'm glad; it makes me think of that happy time whenever I see it.