“Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.” Henry Ward Beecher
Photo 1: Yellow roses in the breeze
A friend I’ve had for more than two decades recently succumbed to cancer and was laid to rest. She fought bravely and throughout her entire battle she resisted and she lived! While out on my walk the next day, camera in hand, I was very aware of the joy and beauty that surrounded me, of the miracle of life and the wonder of simply breathing.
Photo 2: Gratitude
I am grateful to have known her and to have been inspired by her indomitable spirit, so today I am sharing these miniature yellow roses in honor of her life and our friendship. It’s always a good day to appreciate good friends.
September is worth celebrating! Not just because it’s my birthday month but my husband celebrates his a few days before mine too!
I found this poem by John Updike to be a lovely reflection of the feel of September where we are.
Wishing you all a fabulous September!
Photo 1: Mother cuts Chrysanthemums
September Poem by John Updike
The breezes taste
of apple peel.
The air is full
of smells to feel-
Ripe fruit, old footballs,
new books, erasers,
chalk, and such.
The bee, his hive,
and Mother cuts
Like plates washed clean
with suds, the days
are polished with
a morning haze.
Went out to the park searching for autumnal shades. There was not much variety however as I think the scorching heat moves the foliage from dead to crisp rather quickly. The leaves seem to simply whither and fall. So I guess this is Fall in full throttle.
May 8 is Iris Day and to celebrate it here are some of the Iris photos I have taken recently. The word Iris is derived from the Greek term for “rainbow” so I’ve added as many of the colours as I have. The Iris is the state flower of Tennessee, symbol of Brussels, and flower for the 25th wedding anniversary. Brussels celebrates the Fête de l’Iris (Iris Festival) this weekend 10 and 11 May.
Striking Gazanias are also native to Southern Africa and are sometimes called African Daisies. My preference is for the striped versions as those are the flowers I recall from my childhood but this little patch of white and yellow was still delightful. They only open in full sun and that is when they thrive.