Dear rose, thy joy's undimmed, thy cup is ruby-rimmed, thy cup's heart nectar-brimmed... What words can describe the intricate splendour, the beauty & elegance of the rose. I thought the torrential rain had damaged our old rose trees. So its with great pleasure & awe I am able to take a couple of photographs of our beautiful delicate roses. Hope you enjoy them as much as we are.
Such beautiful grace & presence, serene energy, almost as if a floral ballet sense of movement, graceful, elegant & breathtakingly beautiful. Then there's the scent of a rose. .. nothing quite like its delightful fragrance. Our buddleja is almost in full bloom too, soo sooo pretty.
Also our privet hedge is covered in little white flowers, absolutely beautiful & will have to see how often it flowers as I'm sure it hasn't flowered before in such abundance.
Through the garden fence & hanging leaves I spot my neighbours beautiful hydrangeas which are the most gorgeous colour in comparison to our white & blue purple ones.