“At an overgrown garden with a weathered picket fence, I stop and lean over the fence to sniff at a pristine bright red rose bloom between hundreds of others on a lush rose bush. They all exude an intoxicating scent, which obviously also pleases the bees, who, despite the twilight, are still out and about in astonishing numbers to diligently collect pollen. I deeply inhale the sweet smell and then walk on with a dreamy smile.” RosesEnjoying LifeJutta SwietlinskiFlowing Like WaterEnjoying Life Quotes Book:Flowing like Water Source: Flowing like Water