Rose hips of Rosa ‘White Dawn’, November, 2009
I spend many solitary mornings in the Woodland Park Rose Garden.
Over the last five years, I’ve become very familiar with the individual roses, their habits and how the nuances of the weather affect the best time to shoot each one – May or June or sometimes July.
I have never visited later than September. Until last week. And this is what was waiting for me. The out of town visitors no longer come. The weddings are over for the season. The leaves are nearly gone from even the highest branches.
But the rose remains the most beautiful thing in the park.
Gorgeous! And with everyone gone, it must seem like your own special place of magic…
Thanks for your sweet comment this morning. Have a wonderful weekend!
Thank you, Mary! Yes, it is definitely a magical spot! Hope your weekend has some of the same! – g
it's amazing how much you learn about topics other than photography when you're so absorbed in photography lol. this looks like a pretty spot, these rose hips are the essence of autumn beauty :)
Hi É! Thanks for stopping by! :) Well, I think photography opens up a world of new topics because it heightens your ability to observe and your curiosity to understand. So, they seem to go together! :) xoxo
Aren't rose hip scrumptious? I sometimes think they are even prettier than the bloom…well, maybe not…smiles.
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