I have a little notebook where I copy favorite passages from books I've read, poems, verses, famous quotes, etc. I've kept it up for 7 years now, so it has become a rather varied collection, but of course, many of them have to do with flowers and gardens! My last rose of summer is "The Fairy". I cut it and brought it inside after taking these pictures, because I was afraid it would freeze overnight. There are still some buds on the bush, but I doubt they will have time to open now. I suppose almost everyone is familiar with this beautiful poem by Thomas Moore... 'Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter, Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead. So soon may I follow, When friendships decay, And from Love's shining circle The gems drop away. When true hearts lie withered, And fond ones are flown, Oh! who would inhabit This bleak world alone? And then there is Ebenezer Elliott's "On a Rose in December"... Stay yet, pale flower, though coming storms will tear thee, My soul grows darker, and I cannot spare thee.
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AuthorI am a passionate gardener and seed-saver, who also enjoys playing the violin and accordion, running, spending time with my 4 golden retrievers, keeping chickens, photography, and reading. Archives
March 2019
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