At our party, some of the kids invented a game of giving roses from our rose bush to anyone brave enough to touch the cactus in our front yard. Our friends were concerned about our rose bush, as the kids stripped it completely. We kept telling people not to worry, that despite all appearances, the rose bush was prolific and would be just fine.
Our faith in our rose bush was not misplaced. Here we are, only five days after the party when the rose bush was nothing but green and bare stems, and look at this. Isn't it wonderful?