Having been bed bound/post op, of late, I have not been able to leave the house to enjoy the unusually prolific bloom fest outside…particularly the roses and clematis. Normally, I tend to the garden and snap away at blooms and have that connected sense one feels as it all comes together in late Spring. My Spring has sprung.
My wife often is one step ahead of me taking cuttings of roses and filling vases for the house. Normally, I would rather just leave the flower in the garden than display it in the house…just a personal preference. But, a lovely vase of cut roses wound up on my nightstand yesterday. As I awoke from yet another drug induced nap, I saw the lovely display my wife had presented me….and, I managed to take a photo of one of the blooms in the vase. Beauty inside and out…
“Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be
satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.”