First rose

When I took over care of my newly purchased gardens, the rose bushes along the driveway were in sad shape. The attack was two-fold, giant masses of creeping vines and bugs, bugs, bugs. After a trip to my local organic garden shop for bug spray and advice on cutting things back, I spent an afternoon weeding and trimming. Then I waited.

Soon red buds popped out followed by fresh new stalks. My rose bushes are making a go of it. This week the first bush blossomed. They smell so sweet and look so hopeful, sticking up into the air. I’m taking it as a sign of good things to come.

On a note of good things, back in Madison this past weekend was wedding madness of the small lakeside variety. Best wishes to Claire Ann and Brad . Congratulations to Alyssa and Tom. Two couples who married for all the right reasons. I’m awaiting photos and stories.

Wednesday I will begin creating more photos and stories of my own, as I fly off to Alaska for a week with my brave girlfriend, who decided to relocate to the far north this past spring. I’m looking forward to amazing scenery and cool temperatures. I’m also expecting internet access, which means stories and photos from the road.