Blooming Where You Are

One hot day last summer, I went with my daughter and son-in-law to look at a rambling home on an oddly shaped lot. Outside the kitchen, a tall privacy fence separated a small patio from a neighbor's property. This little rose, peeking through the boards, was a sweet surprise.

A rose that reached for the sunshine

It was a flower of unfortunate circumstances: born on the backside of the bush, crowded against a tall fence. But it followed the light, found the sunshine and bloomed. I'm glad I got to see it. I've thought a lot about it.