A Rose from my garden.
Roses are such beautiful flowers. Such a variety of colours. With a gorgeous heady smell.
My middle name is Rose. I have a Rose tattoo. I like red ones best. The darker the red the more velvety the petals.
Roses used to be one of my favourite flowers.
I say used to because I just spent the last hour pulling weeds from among and around the rose bushes in my front garden.
My arms and hands are scratched up to buggery. I did wear gloves, but the thorns cut through the fucking things. Owie owie.
Alan is bringing some poison around so I can spray the edges of my lawn and the weeds in the driveway. I am tempted to douse the Rose bushes as well.
Unfortunately I am renting this house, so of course I cant' do that.
Roses, I don't like you any more.