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The most popular, best selling garden rose of all time is the ‘Peace’ rose.



It was first pollinated on June 15, 1935, by Francis Meilland and his father. In the summer of 1936, they used some of its eyes for grafting. On October 10, 1936 they saw the first buds were opening.



History and Naming of The Peace Rose



In June of 1939, an international conference of rose hybridizers was held in Lyon. When it visited the Meilland firm, this was the rose that everyone… Continue

On June 15, 1935, French hybridizer

Francis Meilland cross-pollinated two

roses ((George Dickson x Souv. de

Claudius Pernet) x (Joanna Hill x Charles

P. Kilham)) x Margaret McGredy, from

which was born the following year a weak

seedling of dubious qualities. But, a few

eyes were budded in 1936, and by fall

one of the plants had developed into an

especially fine specimen with lush dark

green, glossy foliage, and it had

magnificent blooms of… Continue

Fear has a way of paralyzing us. We give it a foothold and next thing we're full of anxiety; immediately captive. Suddenly we're fighting for life. It can bring a raft of psychosomatic symptoms and signs. Yet, it doesn't have to be this way. Resilience is the key to responding actively to fear.



When life throws a curve-ball our way we have two choices in response:



1) get fearful and give up in despair, or



2) harness the fear, work with it, and emerge from the… Continue

1. My name is Sara, they call me Navajo Girl

2.I am Navajo from my fathers side, My mothers side I have Lakota & Cherokee

3.I am 32 years old.

4.I have been married since I was 15 years old.

5.I have two beautiful kids, they are my life and my world.

6.I am a very passionate person, very caring.

7.I try to see the best in everyone.

8.I am divorced, a single parent raising my two kids

9.I am a advocate for child abuse.

10.I am a nurse.

11.I… Continue

"Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread."

-- Pablo NerudaWage Peace



Wage peace with your breath.



Breathe in firemen and rubble,

breathe out whole buildings and flocks of red wing blackbirds.



Breathe in terrorists

and breathe out sleeping children and freshly mown fields.



Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.



Breathe in the fallen and breathe out… Continue

The Night Our Troops Invade

Believing myself a citizen of peace,

I go outside to commune with the stars.

A handful, squeezed between tall dwellings,

blink, inscrutable as the Great Sphinx,

older than any human nation.

I wonder about all those dark years,

the millions of years light traveled

to reach my eyes at this very moment,

all the lives that rose and fell therein,

undocumented, ungrieved.

My reverie is broken by the eerie calls

of… Continue