More from the park

I continued my walk through the nice park.  I watched a shiny black bird with an orange beak dancing in the dry leaves for his lady bird.  The sun kept peeking out from behind the clouds.  It smelled wonderful there, fresh and almost flowery. 

Then, I saw some little flowers blooming in the underbrush.  Aww, how nice.  Springtime is great.

And a little rose vine looping around the trees.

Wow, those few tiny purple roses sure smelled good!  They perfumed the whole area.  What pungent little flowers they have here, that one little rose could "rose up" the whole trail.  Then I turned a corner, and...

Wow!  The biggest rose garden I've ever seen!

I vaguely remembered something about a Rose Festival in Parnell... Well, I was in Parnell...  hmm, this must be it...

Gorgeous riots of abundant flowers.  This explains the wonderful smell.

I thought of the sad, spindly little rose garden outside of USC and how I'd walked there years ago, trying to make myself feel better about having moved to LA.  And how that attempt failed.  Well, these roses certainly welcomed me.