This is the front of the Victorian Lady Bed and Breakfast whereRon and I spent our anniversary celebration. It is in Jenks, a town just south of Tulsa, Oklahoma.The Victorian Lady,  was a welcome retreat from the July heat. Well-kept flowerbeds cheered us as we were greeted by the proprietor, Deena Slass.Inside she served us chocolate... Continue Reading →

 Pink-Eyed Roses Fresh from the greenhouse. Bright and willful, Wrapped in buttery yellow parchment, Ready to please StrongSelf-Confident  Soften with age in a few swift-passing days, Yet beautiful and joyful with life Begin to mellow, to lose intensity Unfurling, gradually losing their grip on life  Softly saying their farewells Holding still the fragrance of all they knowFragile and sweet to the end.

 Pink-Eyed Roses Fresh from the greenhouse. Bright and willful, Wrapped in buttery yellow parchment, Ready to please StrongSelf-Confident  Soften with age in a few swift-passing days, Yet beautiful and joyful with life Begin to mellow, to lose intensity Unfurling, weakening their hold on life  Softly saying their farewells Hiding the fragrance of all they knowFragile and sweet to the end