Sweet-Talkin’ Sergio’s Rose

When my son was born, in August of 2016, my mother bought me one of those miniature roses that they sell in the grocery store. It was orange (naranja).

She has suffered from black spot disease this year (you can see some spots on the leaf in the bottom left). My flower garden does not receive enough sunlight for the roses to flourish. They don’t like the hard clay. All four (the red climber, a pink bush, my favorite yellow, and Sergio’s) have had a hard go of it.

We pulled this one from the ground because I refuse to lose her after three years and two homes. She is happily recovering in a pot that sits in a particularly sunny spot. This morning she smiled brightly at me.

No te preocupes cariño, te voy a cuidar.

Don’t worry dear, I’m going to care for you.

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Alexandra A

I'm just a skinny girl with a lot of hair and a couple of stories. I'm 26, married, and have two very active, sparkly-eyed babies. My mother lives with me so I've got my best ally and source of wisdom here, too. Everything I do is for my family. We like to garden, paint, start projects, read, and watch a little bit of Netflix. I'm working on my cooking, parenting with patience, and learning how to love life where I'm at. Though I've abandoned my degree three times in two different states (yes, I said three times), I have listened and watched and picked up a couple of tips. Most of what I write is entirely non-fictional because I let life spin the tales. I'm ready to learn more and am excited to meet others on the same path. This is to serve as a record of what I've done. All pictures have been taken by me, unless otherwise credited.

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