Saturday, 3 December 2011

It's December and I have a rose in my garden. I'm becoming quite obsessed with this rose. Well, it shouldn't be blooming at this time of year but it is. Its been there since I arrived back from Thailand and I'm thinking it's blowing to cheer me up. Every morning I check on its progress and take a picture. It makes me hopeful that winter won't be so bad. And I think if a rose can thrive and bloom and be all pretty in this crappy season, then there is a little bit of hope for me this winter. Xx
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