Today was idyllic in the Rose Garden. Families at rest and at play, with raging colors and aromas all around.
Is it because of all the rains and crazy winds this Spring, or is the start of Summer always so intoxicating here where the seasons all overlap?
How many generations have played here, and how many more will follow?
A tall tree stands guard as if to keep the low clouds off the distant shore from engulfing this garden of delights, but will allow the mists to approach in the night to nourish and refresh.



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