Monday, August 10, 2009

In the Pink

David Austin Rose
Heritage (Ausblush)


Who would ever have thought, even for a moment, that she could grow such perfection this far north?

After an extravagant (and ecstatic) blooming in late June, the roses in the garden behind the little blue house in the village rested for a few weeks, dancing in the breeze and sending up lovely red and emerald green leaves all over the place. Having caught their breath now, they are all in bud, and there will be at least fifty roses in bloom over the next week or so.

What a fragrant embarassment of riches...

5 comments:

Tabor said...

50! You are more than rich.

Shelly said...

That bottom photo reminds me of a Georgia O'Keefe painting. Gorgeous!

Sky said...

luscious.

Jaliya said...

Breathtaking. Flowers are magical ...

Crayons said...

Stunning! I like following you on your walks and seeing what you see.

The second photo reminds me of Georgia O'Keefe's answer to the question, "Why do you paint the flowers so big?"

She answered with a question: "Why do you paint the ocean so small?"