Saw Clara's post about her grandma's garden. Made me think of my own nan's roses. She had these huge pink ones that smelled like actual heaven, but they were so thorny. Used to get scratched up trying to help her prune them. Good memories though. Now I want a cup of tea and a biscuit. It's only Wednesday.
Saw Clara's post about her grandma's garden. Made me think of my own nan's roses. She had these huge pink ones that smelled like actual heaven, but they were so thorny. Used to get scratched up trying to help her prune them. Good memories though. Now I want a cup of tea and a biscuit. It's only Wednesday.
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