I owe my love of roses to my mom.
She also loved roses, collecting rose bushes like baseball cards!
Indeed, her rose garden was amazing!
While she preferred red roses, I prefer white, like the Iceberg Rose above.
I have planted these Icebergs in three homes now, in various forms.
I chose the standard version of Icebergs at our previous home's side yard...
...and New Dawn climbers in the back.
I remember how glorious this arbor was with those pale pink roses!
Just like my mom collected rose bushes, I collected rose paintings and featured them on the stairs in our previous home.
They now live in our garage where I appreciate them every time I park the car!
I just can't part with them, nor will I ever.
A few of my favorite paintings found their way inside our new home.
This one is in the laundry room.
The red roses in a basket remind me of my mom.
She often cut from her garden and created bouquets of mixed colored roses.
I remember how she mixed "Double Delight," "Mr. Lincoln," and her favorite, "Tropicana" to name a few in her collection.
Roses inspired her too, and she passed her love of them to me.
Thanks, Mom!
I'm joining A Stroll Thru Life for Inspire Me Tuesday.
