Palestine , with its beautiful , mild, sunny weather,is the perfect place for growing roses.They are planted in boxes, plastic containers, old cooking pans, lard tins and even tubs and come in all colors,scented, sans scent, shrubby,climbing, miniature...and more.In tradition, roses have been associated with beauty, a beautiful woman should have "rosy cheeks" and a fair complexion,.Traditionaly-and until recently- Palestinians preferred fair skinned brides.Funny enough most of us are "hintee(s)"(Arabic), the color of wheat, which is a bit fairer than brunettes.
In our part of the world people do not always buy flowers from greenhouses and flower shops It is a so community oriented culture that people are used to taking clippings and cuttings from friends and neighbors .Not of flowers in particular but of all available houseplants.It is part of the hospitable culture to offer a geranium cutting to a lady friend , who expresses admiration of your geraniums or rubber tree or cacti.So , just like my friend Taghreed has cleverly put it:" you are offered juice, coffee and a cutting of your choice.
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