Journeying through scents and the senses. The Soul of the Rose. Waterhouse, The Soul of the Rose. Rose in our garden, Andalusia. In the garden of the Generalife, Alhambra, Granada. Then there were canals with does planted by them,. Does that were hollow, pouring water,. Sprinkling the plants planted in the garden-beds,. Casting pure water upon them,. Treetops fresh and sprinkling,. And everything was fragrant as spices,. Everything as if it were perfumed with myrrh. Birds were singing in the boughs,.

Tales from the Magical Forest. August 16, 2013 by stephaniescofield. 8220;If the book is good enough, it will always find an agent and a publisher. My mother reading a bedtime story to my little brothers. 8220;If the book is good enough, it will always find an agent and a publisher. I bit my typing finger to stop myself responding.