Knitting Kat

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Would you believe this is a miniature rose houseplant? The bloom is quite large and I decided to bring one home from the grocery store to live with me. If only they could make it have that sweet old-fashioned rose fragrance to bury my nose in....= ). Oh well, if it doesn't turn into an aphid factory, I must be thankful. This day is half over, I 've had a great partial cello practise...need a break, so I'll get some ironing done I think. I actually! walked on my treadmill for 45 minutes yesterday and hope to repeat that. If you are reading this, hope you have a great day...

"....With the wise man living is thinking" Benjamin Franklin

6 comments:

Saija said...: i love your flowers ... and as always i feel refreshed coming over here ... :o)

you were so sweet to promote my blog, but really - dear maggie ann, it's me who gets blessed from visiting here! (hugs); 11:08 AM
Mindy said...: Hi Maggie Ann, sounds like your having a wonderful day....how fortunate that you have mastered the cello...I have always wanted to learn to play the violin...its sound is so soothing1 Have a great afternoon and stay cool! Blessings to you...; 11:23 AM
Ramblins of a middle-aged goddess said...: I love roses but just what happened to the smell they used to have? Hmmm!! Someone stole it!!??? You always have the prettiest pictures and like Saija says I also feel refreshed. You know besides Lazy Daisy you were one of the first people that I started visiting when I first started blogging. So I always feel comfortable here. Take care and have a good night friend.; 1:26 PM
Mrs. Mac said...: I could almost hear the cello playing while reading your post. Old time roses are the best for scent ... or even the wild variety. When man engineers and adapts Gods creation, something is lost most often; same with food.; 1:10 AM
gramma_s said...: The rose is beautiful and i love the background you have for it. I agree with Mrs. Mac, when men messes around with things they are just not the same. Have you ever noticed that when men try to put some colors together, the colors clash. When God uses the same colors, the colors blend.; 11:49 PM
Finn said...: Hello Miss Maggie, what an absolutely love shade of red that rose is..*VBS* And it compliments the stained glass so nicely..*VBS*
Hope you are having a good summer, and staying cool in the process..*VBS* Hugs, Finn; 8:42 AM

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