The rare roses of Berkeley… part 4…

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I know, it doesn’t even look like a rose, does it? You would know why, if you read the previous posts in this series.

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And no, I am still not ready to tell my other funny story yet.

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Just enjoy the pretty colors for now.

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Stop and smell the photos of roses.

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And I have to tell you, some of these roses smelled phenomenal. Just like the colors of some of them are unusual, so too are the scents… did that make sense… from a grammatical point of view?

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I smelled on that smelled like roses and lemons. A few had no smell at all, but some were rich and deep, and some were light and fruity.

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One smelled like honey, another like lavender.

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The very air was alive with fragrance.

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This is well worth a visit, if ever you are in the San Francisco Bay Area.

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Okay, one more post of these, and I swear, I will tell my story.


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2 Responses to The rare roses of Berkeley… part 4…

  1. My paternal grandmother was a gardening enthusiast, with roses – of course – being her specialty. She had a slew of rose bushes in her back yard. The roses generated a unique aroma that I could never associate or compare with anything else. They didn’t smell like lavender; they didn’t smell like honey; they just smelled like…well, like roses! It’s too hard to pin down. But I never saw the need for it. I just knew they were extraordinary plants.

    You might be familiar with the story of Saint Juan Diego, a Mexican Indian who – in 2002 – became the first Indigenous American saint in the Roman Catholic Church. As his life story goes, he supposedly saw a vision of the Virgin Mary while on his way to Catholic mass in 1531. She allegedly wanted him to deliver an important message to a recently-installed bishop. Juan Diego apparently didn’t feel he was an important enough figure within the narrow confines of Roman Catholicism. But, after a second vision of Mary, she instructed him to gather some roses into his cloak and carry them to the bishop. Juan Diego did as he was told and, upon unraveling the cloak, was startled to see an exact replica of Mary on the cloak. That not only convinced the bishop that Juan Diego was not just some lowly Indian, but rather, an individual who had been chosen to spread the word of the Christian God. The incident also convinced several other indigenous peoples to convert to Christianity. The cloak was eventually saved and preserved as a relic within the Catholic Church in México.

    Various scientists and religious figures examined the image of Mary on the cloak. In 1929, one researcher focused on the eyes of Mary and was startled to delineate what he thought was a human figure. More intense examinations of Mary’s eyes were conducted in the 1950s, which proved the human figure is a bearded man. Beginning in 1979, even more detailed studies (utilizing state-of-the-art scanning methods) discerned the presence of other figures reflected in Mary’s eyes. That’s why, to this day, both the Virgin Mary and roses are highly revered as sacred emblems in Mexican culture.

    • That is an awesome story. I had not heard that before. I really meant no disrespect to people who love flowers and gardening. I grow orchids in my kitchen and roses in my backyard. I love the smells of roses, and the colors.

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