Yesterday was nicely warm after several cool day. As I walked to the beach for what may be one of the last warm walks of the year, I stopped to smell the roses at a house that has a nice border. The fresh new one had wonderful, true rose scent; the one behind it was withering and will disappear with the next wind and rain. I am always surprised how hearty some roses are here on the Cape. Before long the frost and then snow will tell these beauties to sleep until the Prince in the form of spring sun comes to wake them again.
2 comments:
Such beauty in your sunrise. A present to all of us if we open our eyes and observe. Great capture of your Halloween sky! -- barbara
Thank you, Barbara. Every day it's different and photographing at the right time, for an amateur like me, is really a matter of luck. I'm happy when it turns out well.
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