If Only In My Dreams

It's hard to mute a red, red rose. (Click picture to enlarge)

"That beautiful season the Summer!
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood. "
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It was 73 degrees here today; a far cry from what my daughter Nyssa is experiencing out in Reno, Nevada where it has been snowing and the temperature is expected to be in the single digits tonight. Yes, today was a good day for grass to grow and the odd occasional rose to continue blooming. I still have one bush trying to keep blooms going. By the way... it is time to plant the tulips for flowers in the spring and this year, even though I want to wait until it is colder, I am going to get them in the ground.

This picture is of course from earlier in the year, when the rose gardens were in full bloom. I think that is why we have camera's, to capture the light and warmth of summer flowers so that we might have them wrapped around us all through the cold and drab winter. So I indulge myself... with roses so fragrant as to make one dizzy, so soft as to mimic velvet and so rich a red they cannot be equaled.... if only in my dreams.

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Ruby Tuesday