Roses delight our senses. Their luscious fragrant smell, petals that feel like velvet, and the sight of vibrant blooms in different shapes, sizes and colors exhibited in gardens all over the world. Do you remember the first time you ever smelled a rose? Can you recall where you were or who you were with? My first experience was in kindergarten, in Mrs. Sonnen’s class in Arleta, California. One of the children brought “flowers for the teacher” from their garden all the time and handed them to my teacher with bright, shiny aluminum foil which held a wet paper towel gathered around the thorny stems. Big, beautiful rainbow colored blooms with luscious pink, yellow and orange hues. I can still remember the smile I saw on Mrs. Sonnen’s face, the way she lit up as if she was given a most cherished treasure. The vision of her smile and those beautiful blooms have stayed with me all of these many years. I learned that the flowers were called roses and I had never seen anything like them before. The fragrance was so strong that it filled the classroom with a perfume unlike anything that I had ever experienced. I can still smell those home grown flowers now as I remember them then. Their aroma filled my senses with a delight that I will never forget.