tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020462371198312827.post2808185013969467219..comments2024-01-02T14:40:22.403-05:00Comments on Fresh Daily Bread: Tagged, I'm It!FreshGreenKimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12815693641933892148noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020462371198312827.post-32560831504876528192010-03-04T15:44:10.815-05:002010-03-04T15:44:10.815-05:00Boy are those girls cute. You have much to be prou...Boy are those girls cute. You have much to be proud of, Kim.John Ettorrehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18229971392235689875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020462371198312827.post-92111868373251338082010-02-27T02:00:25.572-05:002010-02-27T02:00:25.572-05:00This sounds like a great idea of Kass's.
I ...This sounds like a great idea of Kass's. <br /><br />I too have planted certain plants in honour of people and events, but every time I do I worry they will die and then it will reflect not so well on my loved one. Still it's a great tradition.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020462371198312827.post-49776336625890916862010-02-26T18:26:16.726-05:002010-02-26T18:26:16.726-05:00I really cannot believe I didn't tell the magi...I really cannot believe I didn't tell the magical part of the story, I guess I was rushing. <br /><br />That first yellow tea rose would bloom for years after, on the anniversary of my grandmother's death and on her birthday. For some reason, my other grandmother's rose would bloom on her wedding anniversary. (naturally these were summer dates)<br /><br />I always believed it was God's way of reminding me that my loved ones never really leave. <br /><br />But I always looked at my roses in bloom and would pause to think about the person they were planted for whenever they bloomed.FreshGreenKimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12815693641933892148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6020462371198312827.post-91311381450810886412010-02-26T17:28:33.112-05:002010-02-26T17:28:33.112-05:00What lovely photos. My late husband had a rose gar...What lovely photos. My late husband had a rose garden and was always perturbed when the porcupines came to eat the buds. Your daughters are beautiful. Thanks for responding.Kasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05233330248952156754noreply@blogger.com