Roses have thorns. Thorns have roses. The roses do not erase the thorns. But the thorns do not erase the roses. They coexist, intertwine, share time and space in the same garden. Woven together, intricate, true, full, real. The roses are gentle, silky, fragrant, elegant. The thorns are sharp, off-putting, uninviting, painful. And yet, they … Continue reading Rose Garden