Memories of Roses

We all know how closely smells are linked to our memories. Although roses aren't may most favorite flower, they sure bring memories to mind. Here's what one lingering smell of a rose makes me think of:

*the rose-scented lotions the Avon lady used to sample out our home

*Mama's rose bush blooming by the well shelter

*single long stemmed roses John would give me. I'd sit them in my window sill.

*the dainty flower-shaped soaps folks love to give little girls for Christmas.

*the roses in the wreaths on my grandma's grave

*the roses that capture me at the grocery store, wanting me to buy them

*the roses in the bouquets I got when Libby was born

*my cheap rose bush, planted in the box, that blooms its heart out every year
(pictured above)

Like they say: stop to smell the roses