The Lady called the Mystical Rose
Early in the spring I make a pilgrimage to the side garden, usually trailed by a persistent wasp. Since I pruned the roses in the winter, my prayer is that I didn't inadvertently k…
Early in the spring I make a pilgrimage to the side garden, usually trailed by a persistent wasp. Since I pruned the roses in the winter, my prayer is that I didn't inadvertently k…