When the Our Lady of Guadalupe Superabundant rosebush decides to explode there is no stopping it. Just from this perspective there are three buds, three half-opened and three opened flowers. The bush itself has a zillion blooms. And this is after rough transplanting, after literally being eaten down by Shadow-dog.
As has been pointed out, this is a time of war and confusion and violence. O.K. We might want to recall the horrible times when some flowers bloomed through the ice and snow in Lourdes as a way to shake up the clergy and hierarchy to render due honor where due honor is due.
And we might want to recall the winter roses gathered by St Juan Diego in what were some of the most horrifically violent and murderous times in the history of the world, roses for our Lady, you know, as a way to shake up the clergy and hierarchy to render due honor where due honor is due.