I have a green thumb for many things, but not for roses. My brother Ricky can grow roses with the best of them. He called yesterday and said my roses are blooming come take a look. They took my breath away.
It has been tough day. My friend Louis is getting worse. Loss sucks doesn't it?
This is the last week of April. Make tomorrow count. Hug those you love, be kind, everyone you meet is fighting some sort of battle you know. Enjoy my brother's roses. They smell as good as they look.