She got some rose seeds as gift from her friend. Nowadays she was not interested in gardening anymore; casually she threw the seeds in her small garden near the backyard. Few days later as she was taking a stroll she saw a small rose plant at one corner of the garden. There was something about the plant which forced her to take care of it, nourish it such that it ultimately became a full grown bush. People who visited her could not help noticing the plant. It was beautiful, but sans any bud. Then one day she noticed a small bud. A smile came across her face after a long time. She loved yellow roses, wished it would be a yellow rose plant. Lo and behold her wish was granted! The rose was there for a while before it died its natural death. Then one day she noticed an infected leave. She cut it immediately, hoping against hope that this bush would survive so that more flowers could bloom on it. She bought fertilizers to nourish it. Maybe she took too much care of the plant. It was one of the wild rose bushes which would have grown better when left alone. I guess she did learn her lesson but her interest in gardening was gone again.
