As November takes hold, maybe winter begins? The community on the hill and here on the lane are winding down, burrowing in behind closed doors.
Close to the window there are white roses budding and flowering, in their own rhythm. Sure they don't seem to know if it's day or night!
And in the workshop there are sounds of tapping and clacking as words pour out onto the screen. Longing to find a heartbeat, imagined projects swish around in the two hemispheres.
Light a candle, put the kettle on and get to work.
Light a candle, put the kettle on and get to work.
12 comments:
Beautiful post!
There's beauty in these late roses - what a gift this gentle autumn has been!
Here also late roses enlighten autumn rainy days. Beautiful.
Beautiful photos and words to go with them.....
CLaire :)
Beautiful roses photos!
Greetings, RW & SK
Yes...light a candle and get back to work. Spoken like an artist.
I adore roses! Your photos are a delight on this chilly autumn morning!
I love this time of year....i love the coziness of all the lights on early and the friends and family gathered around.
A beautiful time of the year and nice to see the last few flowers clinging on before the cold arrives :)
That last capture with the wintery looking background really nails it!
Ah, the faded roses you wanted to photograph - here they are and as lovely as I had imagined…...
Those lovely roses are keeping autumn alive in your garden.
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