Kevin Brennan Writes About What It's Like
A few weeks ago I was worried. Our climbing roses were looking moribund, thanks to prolonged frosts and an earlier dry spell. But now look at ’em. The hearty sons o’ guns are bursting forth with optimistic blossoms.
Ain’t nature grand?
I’d like to be able to extend the metaphor to the state of our nation, but human nature isn’t as reliable as the real thing. Maybe in the fall we’ll find out that 2018 was a good year for the “roses.”