Returning home to the garden after nearly three weeks away, I wasn’t sure what would greet me. Would the leaves have turned? Fallen? Had it been too dry for newly planted treasures to survive?
Would the birds have abandoned us, upset to find their beloved baths untended? And what of the autumn flowering plants? Would they have felt neglect at lack of admiration for their beautiful, showy blossoms? Mostly I wondered about the roses. Dozens of buds graced nearly every bush the morning we drove away. Would they be spent? Or perhaps have kept a few blooms to welcome us home?
You are magic. That capture, the suspense. As always delicious vision of this wondrous world. Thanks for sharing your gifts. Blessings.
Thank you so much, dear Amy! And for being always a great inspiration for seeing and sharing magical moments. :) – g
What a beautiful sight to greet you at your homecoming! I wish I could put my nose right in the middle of them and just inhale… :)
Thank you, Mary! I would love to have you here to see them! :)
oh georgianna i think i've totally fallen in love with your photography! the light and colour in these are just so divine, i could look at them all day. i imagine your garden to be just the most beautiful, peaceful space full of delight :)
Oh, thank you so much, dear Éadaoin! I feel the same about your photographs – your recent fog series was serene and so beautiful. Our garden is truly a peaceful and joyful haven – for us and for our wildlife friends. :) – g
I missed this post honey
the roses are the most perfect pink
it was my mam's birthday yesterday
I had a David Austen roses bouquet delivered
they are beautiful just like the person who recieved them
had to tell you my fellow DA fan
kat x
Oh, Kat! A bouquet of David Austin roses sounds absolutely divine – I'm sure your Mum loved them so much! Hope her birthday was happy. xoxo – g