Rose Adornments...

Today I am revisiting some favorite

Rose Adornments of the past...

I will include a link to each of the original posts

right under the photo

if you would like to see more...

THE LOVERS' ROSE

The sweetest flower that blows,

I give you as we part,

For you it is a rose,

For me it is my Heart.

Fredrick Peterson

(click photos to enlarge)

(original post here)

Dreamy Cottage Rose with Pincushion flowers...

(original post here)

A tablescape with Eden Rose

taking center stage....

she seems to be the center of attention a lot

and she deserves it...

(see original post here)

a simple bud

on a stack of ruffled plates...

(see original post here)

Queen Elizabeth Rose,

Paired with Mock Orange Blossoms 

for a lazy summer tea with fruit...

(see original post here)

Roses tucked into a favorite garage sale find,

this dainty hand vase...

(see original post here)

Eden roses in a Cherub Compote makeover...

(see original post here)

My Lovely Garden Lady,

holds a giant bouquet...

(see original post here)

up Close...

(see original post here)

So simple and elegant floating...

(see original post here)

A recent bouquet...

more Eden Roses with

Deutzia Pink-A-Boo and sprigs of Catmint...

(see original post here)

The last roses of summer...

(see original post here)

(see original post here)

Enchanted Evening Roses in lavender glass,

a purple dream...

(see original post here)

In a post about preserving roses

to enjoy in the winter..

I shared these tiny petals of the Mary Rose

in a small glass basket...

(see original post here)

and a bit of photo play :-)

I am joining ...

Cielo from The House in the Roses

(my kindred spirit in roses)

for  a special

Show Off Your Cottage

featuring ROSES...

I am flattered that she has chosen to feature

a few of my roses in her post today!

So stop by and breath in all the beauty...

Thanks for reminiscing with me today!

Gathering on the First Day of Summer...

At long last the first day of summer!

and bright blue skies,

I may add....

(click photos to enlarge)

a day to gather..

roses...

to celebrate their beauty...

by the basket full....

a day to savor the sweetness

of the first strawberry of the season....

a day to stop and admire,

the droplets of morning dew gathered on it's leaves...

a day to smell the sweet grass...

to bury your nose right in it!

a day to make simple lazy bouquets

from the harvest...

a day to soak it all in....

I am joining...

Tuesday Garden Party

Outdoor Wednesday

Cottage Flora Thursday

Saturday Show Off

and

 Todays Flowers

Thanks for stopping by...

Crying Uncle....

Well.. yes,

I am going to talk about the rain again today :-)

I know it is expected to rain a lot up here

in the Pacific Northwest....

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and I know that if I won a million bucks in the lottery

I wouldn't leave....

I love it here,

I even love the rain...

The cozy way it sounds on the roof...

the way it pushes the scent of the garden down

smothering you in it's rich fragrance...

and on a practical note...

I love not having to drag the garden hose around,

 too much :-)

but I am tired of looking at grey skies....

I am crying Uncle today!

Do you remember my Locust tree

I shared last week?

I said how she has never looked so good...

On Saturday we had a lot of rain...

her heavy load of flowers was too much to hold

when it was dripping wet...

she lost a branch...

the rain just wouldn't stop...

throughout the night I heard

 little crashing noises in the garden,

it took me awhile to realize

what was happening...

she lost nearly all her branches...

the ground is covered in pink snow...

It has been making me think of the Thornbirds...

I don't remember much about the book,

but have always found the first paragraph haunting...

There is a legend about a bird which sings just once in its life,

 more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth.

From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree,

 and does not rest until it has found one.

 Then, singing among the savage branches,

 it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine.

 And, dying, it rises above its own agony

 to out-carol the lark and the nightingale.

 One superlative song, existence the price.

But the whole world stills to listen,

and God in His heaven smiles.

For the best is only bought at the cost of great pain....

Or so says the legend.

I often ponder

about the beauty of roses...

the bud...

a symbol of romance

and promise...

always pales in comparison..

to the beauty in a tender delicate blooms

last blush...

her last song...

so today...

I cleaned up from the Locust Trees last song...

ponder the life cycle of the garden

(she will be mulched and feed fresh new blooms)...

and play with glorious blooms she left behind...

today I am joining...

Bloomin Tuesday

Thanks for stopping by....