This is turning out to be one of those summers when I awaken, peer through the kitchen window in foggy fashion as I am making coffee and try to decide how I will dress for the day: hip waders, oilskins and umbrella, a straw hat, parasol to keep off the sun and buckets of sunscreen? Do I need a warm jacket, a sweater or a summer weight shirt?For all the weatherly oscillations to which we have fallen heir this summer, there are choirs of songbirds and roses after the rain, this morning, a bloom on the delicate pink fairy rose which was a gift from my daughter last year around this time. I call her Titania, and she is a joy.
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A true beauty to behold.
Blessings to you this day.
Stunning, Cate. I thought I caught a scent of the rose when I was looking at the pictures. It's really beautiful. Thank you!!!
Beautiful! Would that be Titania from shakespeares a midsummer nights dream?
the weather is changeable on our side of the world as well. that's a lovely rose you shared. wandered over here from Truth Cycles and i'm glad i did.
:-)
/julie
Wow! Gorgeous!
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