In Spring I always think of this beautiful climbing rose we had at the farm. So, I’m sharing this post that I wrote about it two years ago again.
When we moved to the farm, we did alot of renovating. And one of the things that really needed renovating was this little porch that had a door into the dining room. We never used that door, in fact, we put the Christmas tree in that corner of the dining room each year. The door was treated as just another window inside the house.
But, from the outside, it was obvious that this porch was in very bad repair, and really should be replaced.
But, apparently, you don’t get to the age of this old porch, without having developed some survival skills. So, the porch had very cleverly cloaked itself in this beautiful climbing rose. So, whenever we talked about tearing off the porch and building a new, prettier version of it, the debate would always eventually turn to the climbing rose that we enjoyed so much. And, each time, we would come to the conclusion that there was no way that the rose would survive the upheaval of having its buddy the porch torn down.
So, each spring we looked forward to seeing the beautiful climbing rose, and we put up with its friend, the old porch, the rest of the year.