Just a much-needed bit of color for a winter day. We’ve been having a lot of grey skies but without the joy (to me) of some lovely snow to brighten things up. And yesterday we had high winds, too. But I know spring isn’t too far away and maybe we’ll get some more snow before then. 🙂
Here’s another rose from Los Gaviotas, Baja California. Can’t you just feel the softness? May your Friday be this beautiful.
2017 was a good year for roses. Climbing roses were everywhere, some climbing two stories. They were gorgeous! This spray was somewhat smaller, but it was beautiful and in a place where we could stop so I could get a photo. 🙂
These days, I’m not sure “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet” is true. Many of today’s hybrid roses have no scent at all, something that brings me much sadness. It’s true that they’re still beautiful, but appealing to only one sense is not nearly as wonderful as touching both sight and smell.
Although you can’t smell these French roses, (I haven’t figured out how to add smell to my posts, yet), I hope you enjoy the sight of them.
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
~Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib
Age gracefully.
Sorry if I didn’t get to your blog yesterday. Lots going on in these last days before I leave, including a big mulching job, errands, picking up (but not filling out yet) job applications for fall, etc., etc. Life just gets in the way sometimes. 🙂
