Flowers & Autumn Reflections
by , 10-15-2008 at 03:41 AM (3067 Views)
These lovely roses grow on a rose tree (?!) that my husband bought me this past summer. He actually bought a red one and also a yellow one. The yellow one is not producing much now, but this red one -- it bloomed and bloomed, and despite the cold that has commenced, it is still going!
Mr. Paws (lol) is worried about what to do with this precious plant come the snow -- there must be a procedure in which one can keep the plant so that it will live till the next growing season .... I don't have a green thumb, so I am useless regarding this issue. I suppose we should go and speak to someone at a Nursery for tips.
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These little flowers are growing on a vine that leads to our front door. I really like them, they cheer up the entrance, methinks.
I have two of these trees, one on each side of our patio, outside our back door. The berries are not edible for us, but the birds certainly fight over them! Seeing bluejays out on these branches is very pleasing -- but of course, when I come out with the ol' camera (or cellphone camera), well, they just take flight. Dang!
Our backyard is a blanket of leaves, just can't wait to rake it all up (ha, are you kiddin'?)Fall smells really cool, it is difficult to actually pinpoint WHAT it smells like. I love it, though.
I guess to end this entry, I took an abstract shot of a telephone pole of all things. One never knows if the subject for a photo will turn into anything worthy. But nonetheless, the view of the sky made me think of our FifthElement, who loves clouds. And there were plenty of those on and off today. This was just before sundown.
So that is about it. I had a weekend of Thanksgiving, and reflected on all the things that I can be thankful for. And there are many. On my list of thanks were for the wonderful friends that I have made here over the last year or so. This is a great site with a lot of talented, fun, and genuinely warm people. That comes from my heart.
Love always,
K♥zzo





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