Roses for my flist

 There was so less time the past weeks, I wasn't much online lately. I can tell you:  I miss you all so dearly! 
Hopefully all is running very well for you, my dear friends. 
Have a wonderful week, lots of joy and love and the sweetest of dreams. 

Today I planted some roses in my garden (I'm still waiting for Sam to help me) and this poem crossed my mind. 

So these roses are for you:

The Rose is gowned in petaled grace and lovely beyond telling;
She always lifts a friendly face, regardless of her dwelling.
Her golden silence can express to us, no matter where, joy shared;
give solace in distress from those who fondly care. The Rose has ways of saying things we much delight to hear;
without a spoken word, she brings and keeps our loved ones near
~Laura S. Beck

Lots of love and hugs
Julchen