This evening while I was squatting in my garden removing unwanted greenery and ruining another pair of slacks, all of a sudden a poem from Edmund Spenser, called “The Faerie Queene”, popped into my mind: "All that in this delightful garden grows, should happy be and have immortal bliss”. Then something occurred to me... Why not share some of that immortal bliss with each and every one who visits The House in the Roses?
From the humblest window box to the finest parterre, each garden has its own distinct character--a verdant reflection of the person who created it. So here's what I'm thinking.... Let's celebrate the first day of summer with a party--a garden party!From the oldest to the youngest...
From the humblest window box to the finest parterre, each garden has its own distinct character--a verdant reflection of the person who created it. So here's what I'm thinking.... Let's celebrate the first day of summer with a party--a garden party!From the oldest to the youngest...
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