Let it be noted that there is not much to look at in my poor neglected front yard ! ..but I do have this brilliant scarlet-red rose (actually a few of them) in bloom to show off.
The roses now make me think of the preamble to the classic 1977 song You Took The Words Right Out of My Mouth, written by Jim Steinman, and sung by Meatloaf:
Boy: On a hot summer night,
would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Girl: Will he offer me his mouth?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Will he offer me his teeth?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Will he offer me his jaws?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Will he offer me his hunger?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Again, will he offer me his hunger?
Boy: Yes!
Girl: And will he starve without me?
Boy: Yes!
Girl: And does he love me?
Boy: Yes.
Girl: Yes.
Boy: On a hot summer night,
would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?
Girl: Yes.
Boy: I bet you say that to all the boys !
Hallo Willem, Ek moet jou gelukwens met jou mooi rose. Jy het seker ‘n baie groen hand, of gee jy hulle gereeld kos wanneer jy by die huis is. En die snoei werk, doen jy dit self? Geniet dit, hier by ons is dit nou maar redelik blomloos. Met my gaan dit ‘sleg’ Ek sukkel om die iPad onder die knie te kry. Ou mense leer nie meer so vinnig nie, maar ek is vasberade om hom te bemeester. Geniet jou tuisverlof. Liefde, tannie Adré
Nee, tannie Adré moet my nie gelukwens nie. 🙂 Ek het nie ‘n groen hand nie – dis net die een roosbos wat in die hoekie van die voortuin sy eie ding doen en blom! -Willem