There is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its sky, Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been! – Percy Bysshe Shelley
For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of . . . → Read More: Autumn Thoughts
These are pink Heritage Roses, my very favorite! The first blooms are almost white. The roses deepen in color as the summer goes on, and they continue to bloom until winter finally freezes the flowers on the bush. . . . → Read More: Wordless Wednesday – Blush |