Friday, April 2, 2010

My first rose plant

I bought my first rose plant when I was shopping for a furniture. Go figure!

The magnet in roses

Roses have this super power of captivating you in a certain way which you can’t never quite explain. That makes you return to the racks where they display them so you grab a pot of the healthiest looking, full of blooms at their best and many more buds of promises of even greater and more blooms.

They smell intoxicating when you stick your nose in. They blind you with their exotic colors and perfect form. They simply make you a special person by just owning them.

Well, at least that was what I felt when I grabbed my first pot.

Never a gardener but a plant serial killer

Back then, I was not a gardener. What I had for a plant is the idea of having a plant. I had a cactus as I recalled, but even then, I almost killed it few times if not for my husband who seemed to care for it better than I did.

When I purchased my first rose, my aim was simple that was to have roses in my garden, that's all. But never I imagined that it changed me in a way that I never truly have expected. It was not my gardening skills that changed but it was my attitude!

It taught me to remain positive and never give-up.

It taught me about respect and love.

My first rose plant was a striped rose, a miniature which I purchased from IKEA. It died shortly, after 3 weeks in my care.

1 comment:

  1. nice post kawan. saya akan sering berkunjung kemari menggali ilmu. thanks banget.