I also learned just how dangerous roses can be. I swear, the slice through my thumb is deeper than any of the thorns on that little fellow! And this picture is just after cleaning it up. On the plus side, the Red Queen can rest happy tonight, with her
Little Miss Kid is not impressed with my rose scars. She says they never have trouble with them, so it must be a personal problem.
Fritha just wants to know if I am done being so busy and can go on a walk. Like now. Please! Please? Please....?