ROSE FESTIVAL... ROSES
The ROSES in our garden were suddenly at their peak, the buds exploded in the hot summer garden.
So opulent, swaying gently in the breeze and painted in the dappled sunlight.
My garden, a paradise for humans, a haven for bees.
The peachy Just Joey Rose next to the white climbing spray-Roses, flanked by the Fire and Ice vibrant flower-heads and topped by the fragrant yellow beauties.
The white ones sometimes come out with a 'blush'... but that disappears, fades as they open and 'mature'.
Here together in the studio for your joy. Thank you, M, (*_*)
For more: www.indigo2photography.com
IT IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN (BY LAW!!!) TO USE ANY OF MY image or TEXT on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved
ROSE FESTIVAL... ROSES
The ROSES in our garden were suddenly at their peak, the buds exploded in the hot summer garden.
So opulent, swaying gently in the breeze and painted in the dappled sunlight.
My garden, a paradise for humans, a haven for bees.
The peachy Just Joey Rose next to the white climbing spray-Roses, flanked by the Fire and Ice vibrant flower-heads and topped by the fragrant yellow beauties.
The white ones sometimes come out with a 'blush'... but that disappears, fades as they open and 'mature'.
Here together in the studio for your joy. Thank you, M, (*_*)
For more: www.indigo2photography.com
IT IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN (BY LAW!!!) TO USE ANY OF MY image or TEXT on websites, blogs or any other media without my explicit permission. © All rights reserved