
Two or so doors down, was a consignment shop, Secondhand Rose.
All my life that Stattler Brothers song will come to mind when I am caught in something that is not the ideal state, like finding the Canadian thistles not only thrived over the winter, but have quadrupled in my favorite flower bed.
"That's okay, Rose'd say, don't you worry none.
We'll have good times by and by,
Next fall when the work's all done."
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