On that same Friday, in my garden, raindrops be-gemmed things:
lemon grass bejeweled:
tiny Chives flowers:
beautifying a rose past its best:
rose leaves, although munched by a grasshopper, took on extra beauty:
and can you shee him? Sheltering beneath the leaf:
and gleaming on buhenia leaves:
We have had more rain since, so there will be another post or two…
Red roses are iconic and there is no shortage of them in the gardens around MtLawleyShire. They range from light to the deepest of red, from small to large, majestic blooms:
this one has a touch of apricot:
and this a softness:
buds glowing in strong sunlight:
buds in shadow:
and opening out into beauty in sunlight and shadow:
There are not many white roses here – this one glowing from shadow:
and now the march to colour. These flecked with crimson:
pale pinks and yellow:
more pale pinks amongst the white:
more pink than white:
and apricot in the sun:
It rained today – in an October that has seen more dryness and heat than is normal. So I celebrate with a page of photos of raindrops.
On leaves of jasmine:
on jasmine flowers:
on leaves of dragon trees:
on dead tendrils:
on petunia flowers:
daisies (& the alien exotic is a hoarder, even when barely open):
and on Bauhinia buds & flowers:
A clutch of flowers gathered over a week or so, though this first isn’t a flower. I’ve been trying for ages to catch the way this crystal hanging in my courtyard catches the light and I’ve almost got it with this.
More ‘light catching’ – sunlight turning leaves emerald beyond a garden gate
a bee in sunflower-like flowers (it begins with a ‘d’ but I can’t remember the name of the flower except that they’re not sunflowers)
roses – my favourite is this one:
light tangled in grass seed heads:
two types of Grevillea – brush and lower ground cover type:
bottlebrush – that delicate pink and a deeper shade:
the glorious colour of this geranium-type flower:
Honeysuckle, scented even if a little bedraggled:
Petunias in the garden, and looking deep into their hearts – as a friend said: a bee’s eye view 🙂
And no, she’s not a flower, but she is in the garden – amongst the lemon grass 🙂
I hope you enjoyed these flowers.
Another sunset soon…
Yellow Roses, and apricot and indeterminate – mixed reds and yellows, orangey, pinkish-yellow – all of those. It’s the last roses post.
I’ve read somewhere that the yellow rose signifies friendship, but in another source, it was treachery or jealousy. I guess it depends what university you went to. The white signifies purity, and the red rose we take as meaning love, but for the Romans, it was secrecy.
Whatever meaning we place on them, they’re beautiful and fragrant and as ephemeral as life.
Odd buds, tight and jealous of their colour:
Are these pink, but turned orange-gold by sunset?
Pink and yellow:
In the red orange spectrum:
next: flowers of different sorts…
White roses always look so delicate – either translucent or rich and creamy, and they are perhaps the most difficult in regards to background.
Delicate and/or translucent:
finally, creamy & rich:
Next will be yellow…