I'm sure you have heard or read the famous quote Stop and Smell the Roses. It's a reminder to take time to enjoy those little things about life, your family, spouse, friends and even your job.
It also is an encouragement to forget about the thorns, the pains and problems they may cause.
Do you think about that when stopping to smell roses?
I certainly did when I stopped to photograph these roses in the rose garden at The State Cemetery of Texas.
'Tracks of My Georgia Ancestors' I would not have known about The State Cemetery of Texas.
After learning that my Great Great Grandfather was buried in the Confederate Soldiers Field, it became a mission to visit his grave site. The Confederate Field plaque details the history:
Confederate soldiers were buried in the Cemetery during the Civil War. Most of the burials in Confederate Field, however, date from 1889 and are confederate veterans, their widows and other women who helped the confederate cause.
Texans fought on both sides of the Civil War. While there were few battles on Texas soil or in Texas waters, the Battle of Palmito Ranch, near Brownsville, was the last land encounter of the four year war.
In the Confederate Field where my Great Great Grandfather is buried there are about 1,583 white marble headstones that mark Confederate Soldiers graves and 515 graves of family members/spouses.
Since the early 1950's those eligible for burial on the grounds include designated State Officials, Confederate Veterans. Others interred include prominent citizens...like the lady whose grave is marked with over a dozen fresh white roses almost daily. I happened by shortly after they were placed...and yes, I Stopped to Smell the Roses.
HERE is the link.