glass roses


Edna smiled in appreciation for her birthday flowers.  Flowers that she could not kill.  She had hinted over the years, that she did not want potted flowers.  She had never had a green thumb, and her failure to keep them alive was defeating for her.  A gift of cut flowers was no better since they quickly died without her intervention!

Glass roses – perfect.  Colors represented the months in which each was born.  Three random months, February, April, and November.  Three born in January during the war years.  Their friends teased them – three births nine months after Howard’s furloughs.  So predictable!


Rochelle’s 100 word picture prompt.

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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15 Responses to GLASS ROSES

  1. joyroses13 says:

    I want some glass roses! 🙂

  2. grAnnie Roo says:

    I would like to find such a thing. Great work, Oneta. I like the note of humor.

  3. pranabaxom says:

    Green thumb
    That had spread
    Working the soil
    With bare hands
    Gloves useless now
    If hunger could be
    By glass food
    At risk of tearing
    His stomach
    It would be consumed

  4. gahlearner says:

    Lovely story, she certainly doesn’t need a green thumg for these roses. But a gentle touch is required…

  5. Those are very pretty! My husband doesn’t buy cut flowers as he calls them “dead flowers”. He has upon occasion purchased me rose bushes so I could enjoy them for years!

    • oneta hayes says:

      I love potted tea roses best of all. They grow inside of on the patio. Probably in some sun also. The cut flowers my family got for my birthday lasted quite a while. The had a lot of carnations that stayed nice. But too often they are DOA. 😀 Thanks for the comment.

  6. Such a very nice, happy tale

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