Blue skies and a climbing rose bush laden heavily with fragrant pink roses invite a garden guest to take a moment to enjoy the quaintness and quietness of Mrs. Egg Lady's rose arbor. A wooden tunnel of lattice was, at one time, white and pristine. Years of weather and use have changed the garden arched trellis into a place that is old-wood gray with white flecked paint. Missing slats and nails that have fallen out over time don't matter, because canes of the climbing rose encase it all and hold everything tightly in place. A slatted gate welcomes guests, or serves as the exit to the exciting world of school as Mrs. Egg Lady's little blond granddaughter flies through it to meet the school bus that takes her to kindergarten each day. Old, yet loved, the rose arbor is the kind of place where dreams are made. Quaintly photogenic, it is both protects from the world and draws through it's safe passage to a larger world beyond.
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