Tuesday, August 30, 2011

La Vie En Rose

 
In my research for preserving the pears given to me, I came across this information:

   "A large family of plants, the Rosaceae, characterized by showy flowers with five separated petals and numerous stamens borne on the margin of a cuplike structure, including important fruits such as apple, cherry, peach, pear, plum, raspberry and strawberry, as well as ornamentals such as the rose and spirea."

It  was just a coincidence that roses were on my mind this past week.  We returned from our visits from the hospital  (yes, plural is correct... we went twice in the week) and both times the minature roses were
blooming and they have never bloomed that much before. We have them in pots on our front porch , so it was almost as if they did it just at that time, so as to make sure that would be the first sight we would see when we climbed up our steps to our front door.
Lovely Nan from letters from a hill farm left me a comment to go to Youtube and listen to "Moonlight In Vermont" which mentions sycamore trees.  I did so but also, over to the side , there was  a photo of Louis Amstrong with his wonderful songs and I listened to several of them...and one of them was "La Vie en Rose".
 Maybe it wasn't a coincidence, maybe something is reminding me that no matter what, I still have my husband and we still have our  "La Vie en Rose".    The last stanza of the song goes like this...

  Give your heart and soul to me
  and life will always be La Vie en Rose.


Here are photos of our actual minature roses. Oh, and my son just reminded me that this same song was in the movie "Wall-e", one of our favorites:


7 comments:

  1. Of course it is a cliché that women love roses, but I don't mind serving that particular cliché! Especially the yellow and cream-coloured roses are the ones I like, and their scent - oh, their scent! I can almost get high on that. Who needs drugs when there are roses? :-)

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  2. One must use lots of chemicals to make roses grow and flourish in Georgia. Richard won't use harsh chemicals because of our wildlife. That is what made our litte pots of roses so surprising and welcome. Roses are so different in England...it is the perfect climate and they must be the same where you are. Their scent! Oh, yes and the quote from Shakespeare.."A rose by any other name would smell as sweet", is true but aren't you glad it is called a rose? What is it in German, is it the same or close it?

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  3. Kay, it is exactly the same word in German, Rose. We pronounce it a bit different, but not so different as you would not recognize it if you heard it :-)

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  4. Kay Hi!
    Thanks so much for the link and a big warm welcome to Blogland. I shall try and get over as much as I can, but I find it rather difficult these days 'sometimes' with my work load.
    Your blog is great and very interesting.
    I am so sorry to hear about your Hubby. I was wondering why you had vanished off the face of the earth! I do hope he is okay now.

    Always a worry when our friends go quiet! Enjoy blogland and if I can help you at any time just shout.
    Love Suex

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  5. Dear Sue,
    Oh yes, I know what the word "busy" means, to be sure! Hopefully, Richard is improving! Thanks for your offer of blog help, just like in crochet, I am not an expert!
    (Can't type without exclamation points!)

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  6. Great family, rosaceae. The technical term for the flowers (on most species) is 'perfect', which is apt (although it really just means they contain all four parts of a flower).

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  7. Westwood, thank you for your perfect comment.
    (There, has anyone said that to you before?)
    In 2007, my two nieces graduated from high school. For their graduation dinner, I made chocolate covered strawberries and I dipped rose leaves in chocolate and had those chocolate leaves interspersed amongst the strawberries (cousins..stawberries and roses in the same family..do you see how my mind works?) When I told my family what I had done, they all looked at me in bewilderment. Oh well, it looked nice and tasted great and I have fond memories of doing it!

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