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Sunday, June 12, 2011

Mosaic Monday - Wild Roses


Just above the rocky tide line at the beach grow tangles of wild rose bushes. I've been watching them for awhile, waiting for the first blossoms. The flowers don't last long, but their delicate scent is one I remember from childhood. I clipped them then, and brought them home to place in a jar of water where they soon wilted. Now, older, and wiser, I hope, I leave them alone. The fleeting beauty of wild roses is delicate and must be enjoyed in place, where the bushes grow. 

As we rinsed our sandy feet off with the garden hose at home, someone spotted this tiny frog on a rhododendron leaf. He blends in beautifully, another marvel of creation.


We had company again this weekend. Sweet grandbaby and her parents, and our youngest daughter and her husband. I caught the baby in a pensive mood while out on a walk this afternoon. We are so blessed that our children come up to see us often - I treasure each visitor as a gift.

Linking once again to Mary's wonderful mosaics at the Little Red House.

20 comments:

  1. I'm in love with wild roses!
    Great photo's, thanks for sharing!
    Markus

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  2. I think that the perfume of the wild rose is the sweetest of all!

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  3. The wild roses are beautiful and your grandchild is just adorable. Wonderful photos and mosaic.

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  4. Here in the hedgerows of Normandy wild white roses grow through the tangled bushes and when the wind blows their petals onto the ground they resemble small white love hearts!

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  5. Awww..what a cute picture of your sweet grandbaby! The cute little frog on the leaf is great too!! Have a happy week :)

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  6. Sweet grandgirlie is growing so fast. Funny, I was still thinking of her as a newborn. Wonder what thoughts are on her mind...

    Lovely wild roses. I have tried to grow them from rosehips and have never been successful. My mother-in-law was marvelously successful and had wild rosebushes growing all around her farm. Beautiful to see and lovely to smell.

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  7. Your wild roses are beautiful. We had them growing in the fence rows in Kentucky where I grew up. I always loved it when they bloomed.
    What a sweet little grand daughter.
    Sherry

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  8. I've never smelled a wild rose...lovely mosaic and darn cute baby picture!

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  9. Oh my goodness! Can she be any sweeter? Lucky you.

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  10. Such beauty, Lorrie . . . truly no man-made fragrance can rival them. And the little one, ah . . . she is dreamy!

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  11. One of my favourite memories was a trip my husband and I took along the St. Lawrence Seaway. I remember the fragrance from the wild rosa rugosas. I wanted to bottle it up and take it home. I assume that is what you smelled too. Lovely baby. V

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  12. The wild roses do smell heavenly. Your granddaughter is adorable. Enjoy the week.

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  13. Very sweet...she is! I've been enjoying all the wild roses in the neighbourhood this past week. They always remind me of my childhood.

    Great froggie pic!

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  14. Oh - wild roses! We call them in German "Heckenrosen" - hedge roses. The scent or parfume is just unforgetable! I do love them. Tried to have some in our garden, years ago, but - they did not liked our soil or.....
    Lovely, lovely post, Laura! Merci beaucoup!
    Many greetings to Canada from the Périgord,
    karin

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  15. Hi Lorrie! What a beautiful mosaic. Little miss grandbaby must be so much fun. Blessings!!

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  16. What a little doll face that grand baby is! I love the old fashioned look of wild roses. I too remember them growing along the river banks. Thanks so much for commenting on my blog.

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  17. There really is something special about wild roses.
    There is an area near us, where we ride our bikes, that has both wild roses and honeysuckle growing... making the place double special to me.

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  18. Your grand daughter is beautiful, Lorrie! YOu are indeed lucky to be able to see her often! I love the wild roses in your mosaic...lovely color!

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  19. Love the wild roses. They never lasted long here because of the wind, but this year is different. I'll harvest the rosehips in autumn to try to make jam.
    Speaking of the beauty of roses... your granddaughter has nothing to envy them ! She has such a pretty little face, wonderfully smooth skin ! I believe that her mouth is shaped like "Cupid's arch", is that it ?

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  20. What a precious grandbaby...and lovely mosaic! ♥

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