Rain Soaked Roses

I'm not far enough into Saplings yet to give any sort of a review other than it's really growing on me. So I thought that I would share a picture of our rambling rose bush, so full of rainwater it's almost touching the ground. R has just come in from walking Deacon and had me in stitches! Around here we have a 'junk pick-up', a couple of times a year the city will collect large items for the scrap heap. R told me that he had spied through some plastic wrap, a print featuring a mouse eyeing up a piece of fruit, sitting at the bottom of someones driveway. He thought to himself "Darlene loves mice, perhaps I could bring this home". R pulled back the plastic for a closer look and decided that the mouse had the look, not so much Beatrix Potter as Quentin Tarantino. The print stayed put. I thanked him for that.