I am starting to believe that my passion for gardening is turning into an obsession. But, I don't think there is any harm in that. I love the instant gratification it gives me, not to mention the tan. There are so many things about my yard that excites me. From the ground to the sky, outside in my yard is my haven. It is where i do most of my praying. Well, maybe its more like having a conversation with God. I feel so close to Him while I am working hard keeping His beautiful artwork thriving. I know it pleases Him, but the joy it brings me is overwhelming at times. When the wind blows, it feels like a kiss from above. When the leaves on the trees are blowing in the wind, it sounds like applause from heaven. When I sweat and get dirt in my mouth, I am reminded that hard work is very good for the soul.

I am apparently doing some of the right things when it comes to my roses. Yes, some have died, but the ones that have survived are beautiful and healthy. I really don't so much to them except prune like crazy and fertilize. I alternate organic matter, fish emulsion, and miracle-grow for roses.I am a big believer in that pruning often keeps them full and beautiful.

I have noticed, however, that their scent has diminished. I am researching a remedy for this.