Sunday, August 29, 2010

Roses, the End of Summer

I suppose you could see this as sad. But what I see, is that when the roses are gone, they leave behind a star shape. So I think this is a pretty thing.

10 comments:

Christopher said...

The end of summer is my aboslute favoirte time of the year. Here in the midwest it's sunsets over cornfields and soybean fields turned to gold, a cool breeze at night blowing the curtains, and moths dancing in the porch light. Sure, there's some sadness at summer's close, but doesn't everything beautiful contain a little sadness?

Momma Fargo said...

I've often thought the same. And a sign that fall is just around the corner!

Ann T. said...

Dear Christopher,

Everything beautiful DOES have a touch of sadness in it.

I hope you enjoy the season to the fullest.

Sincerely,
Ann T.

Ann T. said...

Dear Momma Fargo,
And you would know about the plants, too! I am looking forward to cooler weather--but not shorter daylight!

Thanks for writing in!
Ann T.

Bob G. said...

Ann:
Those poor empty "buds"...I wish we could just call up Mother Nature and say:
"Could I please have THESE refilled ASAP?"

A star remains...as a guidepost for hope in next year's blooms.
(good eye there)

I still miss them, though.

Ann T. said...

Dear Bob,
With the garden that you have, I think it must be especially hard to let the blooms go. All that you have is very beautiful--and so well cared for.

Hopefully we will get some spectacular foliage to rivet us for a little while.

I miss the hyacinths, too.
Ann

peedee said...

Year round flowers here. When you need to see some....come on down! lol muahs.

Ann T. said...

Dear peedee,
I plan to take you up on it!

Muahs back,
Ann

meleah rebeccah said...

BEAUTIFUL!

Ann T. said...

Thanks, Meleah!
Ann T.