the rambling rose and all her beguiling promises

[asakiyume]

This is the season when Rosa multiflora, the indomitable conqueror of roadsides and wastelands, the one who can render a pleasant meadow into an impassable, laceration-producing wall of arching, spreading, canes, puts out its flowers. Everywhere there are curtains and drifts of small, white-and-yellow blossoms, with a fragrance so intense that you breathe it in and begin to float. The whole rest of the year it's thorns and You Shall Not Pass, but right now it's Come To Me And Stay Awhile My Love.

"It's worth a little blood, isn't it? You can cede a little ground, can't you? To enjoy this moment with me now?" says the rambling rose.

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[osprey_archer]

I ran across these flowers on a trail just recently! "Aren't they beautiful?" I gushed to my father. "What are they?"

"I think they're an invasive species," he told me.

Which was a little less poetic. But they are still beautiful.

[asakiyume]

They're not just invasive, they are conquerors! But in this season, they can win you with their wiles.