So that's what they look like on my table. I cut them last night and those couple of buds have bloomed into brightly colored roses. And the smell is absolutely heavenly. A dozen roses have filled my house with the freshest most wonderful scent. They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and not at all like I live in the tundra for the better part of seven months.
*I realize that Moses's burning bush was not a rose bush. Or at least, was probably not a rose bush.