I am thankful for a rose.
|(I didn't have a camera with me, so this picture is from earlier in the summer.)|
I was visiting a friend yesterday morning and we were in and out of her house and around her yard several times. But it wasn't until I was leaving that I noticed a pink rose blooming near her front door. The rose bushes were big, full of thorns with only a few leaves. But right there on the top of one of them was a lone, beautiful, pink rose in bloom-- complete with the delicate rose scent.
And for the surprise of that rose, I am thankful.