Keats wrote a lovely "Ode to Autumn" celebrating this most glorious of seasons, when the mornings are crisp, and the leaves glow like wine.
We are having a run of beautiful, balmy days, and the garden is a joy - there are figs, and quinces, and a riot of late roses, and the ornamental grape vine looks like stained glass in the afternoon sun.
I took photos this afternoon, and thought I'd share them with you.
The ornamental grape, mingled with the lovely apricot Rosa 'Crepuscule'
I've been spending a lot of time on the back veranda, enjoying the autumn leaves
A lucky shot of R. 'Golden Wings'
and my favourite - R. 'Mutabilis'
and this strange flower, promising some more old-fashioned fruit... anyone recognise it?
Lovely to have your blog back in our lives again,Marcie . This one is glorious! It certainly is a beautiful time here in Central Victoria, it's my favorite season. And the strange flower is from a loquat tree. Very tough trees and pretty fruit.
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely day.
Barb