The Sky would Rain Down Roses

Roses by George Eliot
You love the roses - so do I. I wish
The sky would rain down roses, as they rain
From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?
Then all the valley would be pink and white
And soft to tread on. They would fall as light
As feathers, smelling sweet; and it would be
Like sleeping and like waking, all at once!



45 minute adventure to find a Quiznos.
New favorite park (Whetstone Park of Roses)
Lots of photos I wish I could blip, but this was a favorite.