My Granny's roses are still going strong. They're decorating what is now my front door.
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My youngest daughter, and her dad also known as my husband! Every year there's this art trail. Local artists show their work. It's a great way to go for a walk ánd see art!
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Our (artificial Christmas tree). We schlepped it down from the attic Paper angel my eldes daughter made from a toilet roll Fabric candy cane. Store bought This one was once made by my eldest son Fabric Gingerbread Man. Store bought. Link up your wordless post! Make sure you don't miss any posts on Momfever! Enter...
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Love roses and loved my grandmother. She's part of the reason my blog is called NanaHood. Motherhood is tough but NanaHood is even more fun! Thanks for hosting and for stopping by to see me! Do come back! Teresa
I love roses! A couple of cold winters took a toll on mine--but, I noticed that they are trying to come back at bit finally! These are lovely!
Beautiful! I don't know if I could keep my own roses alive, but do love looking at others.
They look lovely 🙂
Have a rosetastic week 🙂
Such beautiful roses! Can't believe how big they are. By the way, roses are my favourite flower.
Pretty roses! They do look cheerful like that and what a nice reminder of your grandmother!
Really lovely pink roses
A lovely garden! I wish we have one as I only have a small terrace.
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They are so beautiful!!
I love that you shared your Grandmother's roses. Lovely!
The roses are so pretty. I wish I could grow some. Im not good with flowers at all.
I like that you called your blog after your grandmother Teresa.
Yes they are. And luckily it didn't require any effort on my part. Because I'm not much of a gardener.