In the garden

When we planted these roses, they were dainty and fledgling.......

Now they are so beautiful.  They have exploded over 2 arches.  I have a true rose garden.  My mother loved gardens and my grandfather was a florist in Chicago at Weinhobers.  Years ago.  I cannot explain the tender joy I feel as I walk through this rose garden that resides beside  our bedroom windows.  It is bliss tinged with a oh if only my mom could see this feeling! 

Roses in particular, are the pinnacle of Beauty to me.  How lucky I am to have a rose garden beside my bedroom. 

Nothing could be better except if I was to be eating chocolate in the garden.  That would be good.