While talking about little joys i remember how i felt when 2 days back i saw a first rose of this season in our newly bought house garden.
I opened the gate, tired from office hours ... and there i see something dark clinging on a rose plant... ohh, can that be a rose?
hmmm but that's pretty dark colour to be a rose .. but sure its a flower ... hmm let me see ... so i go there closer n yeah it is a rose...a purple rose ...!
Ashu...ashu... loooook....
yeah....
we have a first rose in d garden... wooow... and it's purple.
***** pause.... ****** and then...
ohh..ummm.. u see that now? i saw that in d morning..
phew...!
okay okay, whatever .... but since then i have been to that plant uncountable time and taking everyone to show it off who visited our house...
Now it is a full grown flower, all petals expanded and i clicked some pics.. and now it doesn't look that dark too... but indeed so beautiful with white spikes in it.....I bow down to smell it... ooo i can feel that smell right now, sitting here n writing that post !
And now other one popping from behind the leaves... with fire colours... orange-red, holla i love this place !
2 comments:
Its wounderful to read the blogs. It feels like going back to those days. Thanks for the wounderful words... Love you
Same i feel, that's why i write :)
Thanks :)
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