They say, to stop and smell the roses. I've reached that time in my life when I need to do that. As the train raced towards Dresden, Germany, I saw to my delight the masses of wild roses along the tracks. I can't help feeling excited. To those living there the scene might seem boring but to one like me from Southern California where we only plant succulents it was a great delight. In Dresden I found a rose garden and as I sat on this bench I collared a passerby to take my picture. He obliged. I sat for a few moments longer savoring the sweet smell of the roses. It was a moment of heaven.