We have this amazingly big and beautiful peach rose bush out the front that blooms such humongous roses a few times a year. They are in bloom right now! I was able to cut 4 of them and put them inside to enjoy, but sadly, they didn't last too long.Lots of little white roses bloom all the time outside the front too and the girls like to 'snow' them... this means pulling them off the bush and breaking them apart and then throwing the petals up in the air (hence snowing). It's all in good fun, but I'm afraid I've created a monster and now no flower is safe! (Esp. roses...)
Now about scars...... I have a few - no pictures though okay?
1. On my right hand pointer finger near the nail... I sliced it doing Stanley knife workings. That one bled for ages and I sat in emergency with several period pads wrapped around it until they could see me. (That was the best they could do for 4 hours) I always check first before slicing now days.
2. On my left elbow... fell off the top bunk while jumping on the bed and banged into the wardrobe. I chipped a bone, nothing serious. That was when I was little. I think everyone has jumped and fallen! These days, we have our beds on the ground so the girls don't have far to fall...(not the main reason we sleep on the floor though).
3. A small bump on the right side of my forehead that only I know is there (not really noticeable)... every time I rub it, I remember how cruel kids can be. I was in high school (lower years) and ended up in the line of fire of a mud fight and go hit by a rock. I remember feeling something wet on my face and then holding my head and blood was everywhere. Got fixed up at 'sick bay' and had a bandage on my head for a few days. That wasn't the bad part! I earned the name 'rock head' because of it.... yeah, I got teased because I got hit. Ahhh, school days! Don't you love 'em!
So there you go. You'll be able to identify my body now! Lets hope that never happens....
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4 comments:
I shouldn't have laughed about 'rock head' but I did have a little giggle.
Gorgeous rose !
My little boys just rip the roses off the bush ...no stem to give to me.Can't put in vase.
It's hard to scold such beautiful gestures of love.
Kids can be cruel - ah the memories.
Scars tell a history don't they we never forget.
Ps Thanks for your lovely comments.It was all good news for my hub in case you didn't get back.
Hope all is well in your lives.
Beautiful rose. Our scars are like road maps of your life. :)
Our enormous red roses are blooming again and the murraya is dripping with blossom - literally dripping them all over the glass in a snowy carpet of petals. As for scars, I have few but they are memorable.
Thanks for Rewinding at the Fibro!
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