Roses

Our street is really not much, more of an alley where the recycling dumpsters are lined up. I recognize it by the tower on the firehouse. It is named Hradná, Castle, for the view of the ruins looming overhead. The view is really lovely, changing throughout the day under different light. When you turn the corner from the bus stop, you look up to the castle and then you are drawn back to street level, greeted with the gentle scent of the climbing roses.