And tis my faith that every flower
enjoys the air it breathes.
...William Wordsworth
I spotted this pretty yellow rose peaking over the fence in my neighborhood. When I see yellow roses, it reminds me of Texas where my dad and Sophie Belle were born. I am spending the day with Sophie, the birthday girl (doggie).
Such a lovely rich yellow rose - - shall be singing - the yellow rose of Texas now for the rest of the evening . I remember my dad bringing home a record when I was little - that record was played and played and sung to !!!- FAV for the happy childhood memories !
Ian
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