We have a birthday in the family today. A year after this child was born, my parents gave us a miniature rose bearing the name of our one year old. The rose has survived a shift to our current garden and a little over three decades of life. I grew a new bush from a cutting off the original a few years ago and we now watch the two plants to see whether they will flower on cue.
This year the buds have stayed tight thanks to cooler temperatures and cloudier skies for the past week. But yesterday the signs were there that the buds were ready to open and sure enough they have bloomed fully today, marking the birthday.
We have enjoyed the synchronicity.