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Column: When the roses bloom
Ronda Rich
Ronda Rich
It is in the spring, when the fresh smell of newly cut grass hangs fragrantly in the air amidst the sound of birds chirping sweetly, happy to return from their winter’s abode, that a few tiny, pointed leaves start to push their way into the season.