We've moved yet again, at the beginning of April. Our new home has some roses that I've been impatiently waiting for to bloom. Roses are one of my favorite flowers, and I haven't had any since the one I killed in our first home. I thought these were going to be miniature roses by the size of the plants, but they've turned out to be small, but not tiny pink roses. I discovered the first blooms today!
I also discovered just what people mean about "golden hour" being the absolute best time to take pictures. The girls and I went outside about 7pm this evening. Knowing that it was evening I decided to take some pictures.