And last of all, I guess we really do live in the city of roses! Despite my attempts to pull out this thorny, dead weed in September, it grew. Turns out it was a rose bush… and a living one! Our first healthy rose chose to bloom about three weeks ago, in the middle of our only snow of the winter so far. As much as I still don’t love the smell of roses, I sure do like this little pink one. :)