


Just after I finished my 'daily tour' this morning, I went outside to move the hose. I long to be
here watering, but alas, I am home in the hazy air. We have a
water ban/restriction in our area. I can only water on odd days between 3am and 6am and then 7am to 9am. To my delight my rose bush had it's first bloom. A lovely burst of orange! We all seem to be on the same orange frequency. Even nature is co-operating and I never really believed I could get this plant to flourish in the sun-drenched front yard. (It is so hot and dry in the Beach - people were doing
this today to stay cool - have you seen the few minute long Water movie?) I love when stuff like this happens. It gives me chills.
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