A single
 

...Red Rose.

...in pigshit.

in the wild?

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Sounds like someone found a cave-mate.

You in love, King?

:1orglaugh:1orglaugh

Iced/Sweet Tea?:thumbsup

No...I went to a grave today just to see if it had been disturbed and it hadn't been. I check on it every year or so.

Ah.

I do something similar now and again. I had a beloved aunt who died of cancer several years ago. That uncle with the lake home I've mentioned in the past was her brother, my mother was her sister. Every year or so that uncle and myself pour one of my aunt's famous "Silvia ceasars" and toast the old girl.

It's not a rose, but she really had no use for roses. She poured all of her houseguests a mean drink though, bless her heart.

Hopefully I'll be drinking another toast to her sometime in August.