Thorny Bush of Near Death

As I was toiling in the garden, I came too near a malicious rosebush. Suddenly, viciously, it swatted at me with the swift backhand from one of its branches. Multiple thorns dug into my flesh, and as I attempted to evade another blow, the hooked blades struck deeper and deeper, eliciting a torrent of bloodContinue reading “Thorny Bush of Near Death”