These roses were photographed at the nursery of Heirloom Roses in Oregon. They are called “Lady of the Mist”. I just so happen to stop by there right after it rained. I just love the drops on the petals.


These roses were photographed at the nursery of Heirloom Roses in Oregon. They are called “Lady of the Mist”. I just so happen to stop by there right after it rained. I just love the drops on the petals.


This beautiful rose in hues of purple and pink is known as “Ingrid Rose”. I love it how the petal’s edges appear to be outlined in white.

In recent weeks, I stumbled across a Miranda Lambert rose found in a ‘body bag’ at Walmart. Body bags are gardening-slang terms for a bareroot rose found in those small bags sold at chain stores like Walmart, Lowes, Home Depot, etc. Sometimes you can get them for really great prices, but there’s a chance the rose isn’t healthy or is mislabeled. Regardless, I find they are difficult to resist especially when this particular rose was just $5! Thus far, she is doing well after I planted her in a large 20 gallon pot on my balcony. I recently moved to Myrtle Beach, SC and have a North facing balcony so my new plants only get 4-6 hours of early morning sunlight. It will be interesting to see how this rose performs with limited direct sunlight and under hot and humid conditions. Below are a few shots of her first bloom. I’m hopeful she will produce many more blooms…


Last fall, I began scribing my third and final rose-related book titled Ever-Blooming and Ever-Rejoicing: Through the Seasons of Change. Designed to teach people, particularly those new to growing roses, how to care for their roses through all four seasons, I found myself on stand-by after writing about just one season. I had strived to move onto writing about how to care for roses in the winter with it’s spiritual parallel just as the winter months launched, but alas, my inspiration was stalled. For months I have not contributed anything productive to my third book for I refuse to write just to write. I have learned and am still learning to let my spoken words be few or at the very least meaningful. Similarly, if not more so, as a writer, I only contribute to my books when I feel led by God’s Spirit to do so. Otherwise, that too is meaningless.
Yesterday, upon the revelation of an important spiritual truth, I understood why my writing was paused particularly at winter. God had to manifest truth in a season of His choosing not just to benefit me, but to benefit my readers for even in winter, we are ever-blooming.
Clearing away one’s garden beds can reveal much!
It is a peculiar thing when your own radio show or writings speak to you. This video was a good reminder for me.


