And this morning, I offer you my first rose. I have been puzzled, as I walk, by the difference in timing of the flowers all across the garden displays in my neighborhood. Everything is at least a month ahead this year, yes, but not to be too obvious, a rose is NOT a rose, is not a rose….if you know what I mean. Some have been in full bloom since before Easter. Others, like mine, are just beginning to show their beauty.     In honor of my new pink beauties, I’m going to strive to follow my mother’s advice and bloom where I’m planted. May some new bud of beauty inspire you today to do what is needed, be that rest or activity. Happy Wednesday to you all.