A slave to the Goddess Flora shares his garden adventures.
Wonderful, rain-washed roses, and ditto accompaniment. That piece reminds me of my grandfather who not only played the violin, but also built them! Thank you for that sweet memory! :)
Glad that it brought back a sweet memory!
And covered with raindrops too!
It sometimes happens in these parts.
Glowing roses :)
Sweet! More rain?!? Sigh.
Wild Roses are awesome! Thanks for the musical interlude, too. I'm all calm and happy now!
Calm and happy is good!
Wild roses always remind me of my childhood. They grew prolifically along our Willamette Valley country roads.
Beautiful shots Peter, they are special roses. Loved the music, it soothed my frazzled nerves and now I think I may go and spend some time in the garden. Thank you so much for your comments on my blog, I really appreciate them.
Yummy, especially with the raindrops.
The sweet simplicity of single roses speaks to me. Lovely photos, Peter.
Thanks so much for taking the time to comment! I love to hear your thoughts.