This morning very early I took a walk in the garden.
The sun was just coming up and there were rain drops on roses.
The air wasn't exactly cold, but then again it wasn't warm either.
In the dusty light of early morning I tiptoed across the grass.
Such a special time to "notice what I could notice".
It was a quiet hour.
Yes, there were raindrops on roses.
Singing that song in my heart.
Love when rose season starts, it just sings a sweet melody for me.
Now please tell me this, what has happened to blogger?
The whole format changed today.
Hoping it comes out OK when I hit publish!
