It has been three years ago today that we buried Brut.
I have no idea what to say after three years of missing him.
This is Brut's rose this spring.
I practically baked it.
I covered it with a plastic barrel over the winter and forget to remove it in the spring.
We had an early spring, so it threw me off guard.
I just wasn't paying attention to the weather.
I thought it was a goner for sure.
Afraid that the rose we buried him with wasn't coming back.
And just as much as I feared the loss, I told my husband, "It'll come back. It's Brut!"
And he did.
This is today. In fact Brut's rose is thriving!
It was a long couple of months of not knowing if it would come back.
Or if the rose that was infused with Brut was going to have to be replaced.
And I think that would have been difficult on us.
Three years and counting.
Brut's rose is still going strong.