There is simply the rose;
it is perfect in every moment of its existence.
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson
I have been enjoying
these grey and cozy days of Fall...
Fall has been mild here...
foggy mornings,
that make me think of childhood
and how fun it was to run and disappear into the thick fog..
mornings
I just want to linger in bed
and wear fuzzy socks all day...
once I do get moving
there is much to do in the garden...
raking,
pruning...
on lucky days
my reward is a handful of roses...
theses beauties are
Francis Meiland...
I stoked up my faux fireplace
with a new strand of mini lights...
these are the same Francis Meiland Roses,
after a couple days inside
they pop into these big fluffy delights...
perfect in every moment
of its existence...
Thanks for Visiting me...