This morning I went outside and noticed that Victory’s roses burst into bloom! Aren’t they beautiful?! (Thanks, Jaclynn & Samantha!) The white rose is the Victory Rose, and I am not actually sure what the pink ones are called. The white roses smell like sweet perfume, and are big full blossoms; there are three of them at different stages of blooming. The pink roses are really small, there are lots of them in little clusters, and have occasional little white stripes in their bright pink petals. I love these roses. I love that they are in pots so we can take them with us to our new house once we build it. I love that they are for my children (while the white one is for Victory, I call the other one simply “my babies’ roses”).
I love that when I went out there this morning, the beauty of the roses was not hidden beneath the remaining raindrops left by a storm overnight. In fact, the drops on the petals seemed to make their fragrance stronger and their freshness more profound. It’s almost like the rain beautified something that was already beautiful.
And I thought that was perfect.
Because I needed that reminder today.
I have tears in my eyes…. just seeing that special rose for Victory. And the mini? (I think that’s what the “extra rose” was) one is darling. It reminds me of your babies. Precious and beautiful and little.
beautiful!
They are beautiful, just like all of your babies! I can almost smell them, the pictures are lovely. ;o)
Such a sweet gift of beauty!!