Thursday, May 13, 2010

Ballerina...

Today is a special day for me. Someone very dear to me was born on this day, umm, a number of years ago. And I am very thankful that I have her.




If she lived near me, I would pick for her bouquets and bouquets from my garden to give to her. They would be full of my roses and sweet peas and salvias. And we would spend the day going to antique shops and finding beautiful treasures together.


(A little bumble bee came to visit.)

But since she lives in another state, I will just share the pictures of the lovely bouquet that my Ballerina rose makes and let her know that I am thinking of her today. And every other day.


Have a beautiful day!

9 comments:

sweetbay said...

Beautiful pictures of Ballerina. I have this rose too, for over 10 years now. Single roses have their own special beauty don't they?

serial tiller said...

Ballerina is a lovely rose! I love to go to antique stores too. Your friend sounds very special indeed.

Ruth said...

Jennifer - My friend is my sister and she is indeed very special! :)

Ruth said...

Yes, Sweet bay, single roses do have their own beauty. They are very charming, I think.

Anonymous said...

The flowers are perfect for her!! I believe she is special to all of us. :)

~ K ~

rihane said...

That was a beatiful bouquet you picked for her and I´m sure she know you think about her.


The rose, is that the kind that get nice berries?

Ruth said...

Rihane, Ballerina gets small red berries in the fall. You can see a picture of them on this post: http://muscarimusings.blogspot.com/2010/01/pruning-ballerina-rose.html

I really like this rose.

Ruth said...

Rihane, I guess that link won't work. If you click on "Ballerina" in the "Labels," you can see the post that has a picture of the berries. :)

rihane said...

The link appeared in the blogger post window that I only had to make little bigger to read. I use Firefox by the way.
Around here we keep an eye on the birches in the spring. Just when they have almost not leaves but little green ones, we prune the roses.