Someone (a woman friend) once told me, that as we age, we develop a love and sentimentality for roses... It is certainly true in my case. In my old garden, I had just three rose plants, and though I thought them lovely they seemed over-rated, needing much in the way of maintenance. Now I'm older and my new garden has (pauses to count in head, ... this may take a while) 19 rose plants that I love and adore and feel such a strong physical connection for their well being, as if I am their parent.., sometimes when one of my roses is doing particularly well (Jude the Obscure, you know who I'm talking about..) I get a lump in my throat, and feel so touched at their ability to be so very stunning.
What touches you ?