Our sturdy backyard corner rose bush certainly is waiting for this brisk January weather to call it quits.
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Mark Bialczak 
Another way to think about it, is the way Lewis Carroll did: “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, ‘Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.’”
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Thank you for sharing Lewis Carroll’s precious thought, EW, said so classically.
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If you look very carefully you can see a tinge of rose in the clouds.
Maybe the plant went to rose heaven. Better than the other place. 😦
Just trying to make you feel better. 😉
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I feel better, ladysighs.
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Shhhhhh, flower slumber.
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Yes, well-deserved I will admit, MBC.
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it’s resting quietly, just biding its time…
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They are so active so much I’ll be quiet about the rest, Beth.
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