The guy who does our landscaping at work brought roses around today for all the girls in the office. The smell of roses will always remind me of my Grandpa Thomas and his rose garden. I think all of the cousins have memories of going to Fred Meyer with Grandpa for their annual plant sale. And when we were in American Falls on a Sunday, Grandpa would let us pick a rose as a "corsage" we could wear to church. (Grandma was left with the more difficult task of pinning the roses on our dresses.) My pink rose today reminded me of family and how lucky I am to be a part of MY family.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Taking Time
The guy who does our landscaping at work brought roses around today for all the girls in the office. The smell of roses will always remind me of my Grandpa Thomas and his rose garden. I think all of the cousins have memories of going to Fred Meyer with Grandpa for their annual plant sale. And when we were in American Falls on a Sunday, Grandpa would let us pick a rose as a "corsage" we could wear to church. (Grandma was left with the more difficult task of pinning the roses on our dresses.) My pink rose today reminded me of family and how lucky I am to be a part of MY family.
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