My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns

O my Luve’s like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June;
O my Luve’s like the melodie
That’s sweetly play’d in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee well, my only Luve
And fare thee well, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

My high school chorus sang this song and it’s what popped into my head after I saw this picture. Isn’t that a beautiful rose? It bloomed on the rose bush beside my house. Along with a few more:

Aren’t they pretty? Alas, they are now all gone so I have to get the pruners out to prune them down. Hopefully I will have more before summer is gone. It’s been quite a few years since I’ve tended roses, so I have to remind myself how it’s done.

Tonight when I went outside to look at them I noticed that I have aphids. *sigh* I don’t like to use chemicals, so I have to remember where I put the recipe for the natural aphid-remover. I think that’s the one where I ferment banana peels for a week or so in water and then spray the snot out of the leaves and stems. It’s not a pleasant smelling job, but it works.

Thanks for taking a moment to ‘smell the roses’. 🙂