Stop and Smell the Roses...if you can.

 

If you stop to smell the roses and you can't smell them...does it still count? It does if you get the story behind the roses. This house with the beautiful roses is just down the street so I get to see them everyday on the way to work. Not long ago I stopped to smell the proverbial roses but couldn't smell them. I was dealing with (or not dealing with) an undiagnosed sinus infection. I went back today and took some pictures of the roses and the owner, Bill, came over and told me a little about the roses. They are 7 years old and were planted after the roses before them, which were 40 years old, had died. His parents planted the first set of roses and on an especially hot day Bill's father passed away. Seven days later Lincoln had a frost and Bill's mother passed away...and the roses died. So this batch of roses are pretty important to Bill. Even though I can't smell the roses (or anything right now for that matter) I think it still counts.




I did go to the doctor and am on azithromycin (God bless you). I don't like going to the doctor (dentist and insurance people aren't high on my favorite list either) but this doctor had a wonderful sense of humor. He came in and asked how I was doing and I said a little rough. He said at least I was up right and breathing so that was something. We talked at length about the NBA playoff games. My dad said that was probably an expensive conversation. I brought the doctor back to the situation at hand by telling him my wife was having the same symptoms but seems to be getting better. He said that just goes to show who is the stronger of the two. Must have been a slow day for this doctor but I enjoyed it.  



Cindy and I did go out to see the super moon last night. Super moon? Anybody/ Anybody? A super moon is a full moon that is at its closest point to the earth. It happens once every 14 full moon cycles and appears to be 14% larger and 30% brighter. Woohoo! Only, the moon rise was almost 2 hours before sunset last night which meant it was not quite as spectacular as I thought it was going to be.

 But Cindy went out with me to the hill behind our house and we spent 2 hours enjoying the summer evening together. I played with my camera waiting for the moon to rise while Cindy walked laps around the field...win-win.

 

The grass was deep but there was a path cut into it.

 

 

So when we have the chance to stop and smell the roses or to gaze at the super moon, we better take it...as long as we are upright and breathing. God Bless you.