“Hey look!” I said to Marilyn a couple of weeks ago. “One of the rose buds has opened.” Yes I had been waiting for the first rose for a while, our bushes had hundreds of buds and finally one of them was open. As the sun made its way higher in the sky and the temperature worked its way into the seventies, several more rose buds opened. It was like in the early evening sky when you first see only one star, then a few minutes later several more. Then a while later you see hundreds of s...


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