Tuesday, July 26, 2011

That's What I Thought You Said...

"What are you doing?"

"Above the aroma of green that pervade's this waterway, I have captured the scent of the wild rose.  It's fragrance reminds me of you as does the stubborn fortitude as it clings to the rugged stream side--it's roots just tickling the gentle lapping waves.  The innocent beauty of silken petals protected by the sharpened thorns is but a token reminder of your strength and independance.  One would risk the wound of abundant spikes but for one small breath of the beauty within.  I would suffer the threat of mire to capture one fragile bloom to press against your palm, a testament of my love for you-the mother of my children, my best friend, indeed my wife. "


"I cast my damn tackle into this christly prickle bush."

"It's a rugosa rose..."


"A rugosa....oh never mind." 

"I got it!"


Smiles from the farm,


  1. Very funny! I want to hear what you hear too. lol

  2. HAHA! Rose colored glasses, my friend.

  3. That's good for a laugh and just so true....realty T.V on the computer screen Lisa, HA!

  4. A rose by any other name would smell like a fish.

  5. LOL It's a wonder he didn't rip it out! The rose bush I mean.

  6. What you wish he said vs. what he really said. LOVE IT!

  7. Just popping back over to let you know I left you an award on my blog. You never fail to make me smile and I appreciate that. Thank you!