Despite my fear of pesticides and insects, I find myself stuffing my face into a rose, nevertheless.
Often I’m sorely disappointed, “What kind of rose has No Fragrance? You False Advertiser!” I yell in my mind.
But this time, this time was quite a wonderful minute of my day.
*breathe in* mmmm *breathe out*
I hope you stop to smell your roses, too.
To Be... 