The first promise of what was to come on my New Dawn climbing rose. The plant was covered with buds and I anticipated a beautiful show. A week later there was a beauty to the entire space being filled with pale pink roses – but it couldn’t compete with this one individual blossom. Are we the same? Does our unique beauty diminish when we become one of a crowd? So often I want to blend in with others, to be a part of a crowd so I don’t stand out. Maybe it is time to bloom – to let my innate beauty show.