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These lovely roses were taken in our garden this summer 2024.
A rose is a woody perennial of the genus Rosa, within the family Rosaceae. There are over 100 species. They form a group of plants that can be erect shrubs, climbing or trailing with stems that are often armed with sharp prickles. Flowers vary in size and shape and are usually large and showy, in colours ranging from white through yellows and reds. Most species are native to Asia, with smaller numbers native to Europe, North America, and northwest Africa. Species, cultivars and hybrids are all widely grown for their beauty and often are fragrant. Rose plants range in size from compact, miniature roses, to climbers that can reach 7 meters in height. Different species hybridize easily, and this has been used in the development of the wide range of garden roses.
The name rose comes from French, itself from Latin rosa, which was perhaps borrowed from Oscan, from Greek ρόδον rhódon (Aeolic βρόδον wródon), itself borrowed from Old Persian wrd- (wurdi), related to Avestan varəδa, Sogdian ward, Parthian wâr.
The leaves are borne alternately on the stem. In most species they are 5 to 15 centimetres (2.0 to 5.9 in) long, pinnate, with (3–) 5–9 (–13) leaflets and basal stipules; the leaflets usually have a serrated margin, and often a few small prickles on the underside of the stem. Most roses are deciduous but a few (particularly from South east Asia) are evergreen or nearly so.
The flowers of most species have five petals, with the exception of Rosa sericea, which usually has only four. Each petal is divided into two distinct lobes and is usually white or pink, though in a few species yellow or red. Beneath the petals are five sepals (or in the case of some Rosa sericea, four). These may be long enough to be visible when viewed from above and appear as green points alternating with the rounded petals. There are multiple superior ovaries that develop into achenes. Roses are insect-pollinated in nature.
The aggregate fruit of the rose is a berry-like structure called a rose hip. Many of the domestic cultivars do not produce hips, as the flowers are so tightly petalled that they do not provide access for pollination. The hips of most species are red, but a few (e.g. Rosa pimpinellifolia) have dark purple to black hips. Each hip comprises an outer fleshy layer, the hypanthium, which contains 5–160 "seeds" (technically dry single-seeded fruits called achenes) embedded in a matrix of fine, but stiff, hairs. Rose hips of some species, especially the Dog Rose (Rosa canina) and Rugosa Rose (Rosa rugosa), are very rich in vitamin C, among the richest sources of any plant. The hips are eaten by fruit-eating birds such as thrushes and waxwings, which then disperse the seeds in their droppings. Some birds, particularly finches, also eat the seeds.
Rose thorns are actually prickles - outgrowths of the epidermis. While the sharp objects along a rose stem are commonly called "thorns", they are technically prickles — outgrowths of the epidermis (the outer layer of tissue of the stem). (True thorns, as produced by e.g. Citrus or Pyracantha, are modified stems, which always originate at a node and which have nodes and internodes along the length of the thorn itself.) Rose prickles are typically sickle-shaped hooks, which aid the rose in hanging onto other vegetation when growing over it. Some species such as Rosa rugosa and Rosa pimpinellifolia have densely packed straight prickles, probably an adaptation to reduce browsing by animals, but also possibly an adaptation to trap wind-blown sand and so reduce erosion and protect their roots (both of these species grow naturally on coastal sand dunes). Despite the presence of prickles, roses are frequently browsed by deer. A few species of roses have only vestigial prickles that have no points.
For further information please visit en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rose
On dreary days it's comforting to know that this is near my doorstep and I can't wait for the next visit.
Green Grass Dart/Skipper (Ocybadistes walkeri)
This Skipper opened its wings a little today while feasting on a Dandelion. I am still only seeing one at a time. Better images will come when they are in pairs.
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Chestnut Avenue on the North Downs near Tatsfield again, but this time looking west instead of east.
"That old chestnut" is a fairly common saying in the English language, often used in response to hearing a stale joke or story.
Etymology (source: wiktionary)
Originally as chestnut, with “old” for emphasis. Popularized US 1880s, particularly Northeast and Midwest, with various theories propounded.
A commonly cited theory, viewed by the Oxford English Dictionary as “plausible” and cited by Brewer’s, is that it was coined by Boston comedic actor William Warren Jr., quoting from 1816 English melodrama The Broken Sword by William Dimond. One of the characters in the play is a boor, and when once recounting a tale mentions a cork tree, which is corrected by the character Pablo as “A chestnut. I have heard you tell the tale these 27 times.” This line was then apparently quoted at a dinner party by Warren in response to a boor there, and proved popular.
A Gift is something that we give to a person that we like or even love! With a gift we express that we are related to that person.
In littleworld the tiny citizens bestow eachother with a "lucky coin" for the new year. This coin is an mascot / mojo for the person that receives it. So here is your mascot for 2021 shown in the image :)
#macromondays #gift
Vielen Dank für Eure Besuche, Kommentare und Sternchen!
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There are so many factors that contribute to the colors of the sunset over the ocean. My preference is the ones that are softer, in more pastel shades. This moment was captured seconds after the sun no longer was visible using a long exposure with movement. The flocks of birds are a common sight at this glorious hour. It's as if they were gone for the day and now at sunset know it's time to head home. I never tire of this experience, and it's the perfect ending to any day.
That was a sentimental trip down memory lane and reminiscing about students’ years.
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Note: the date taken is incorrect.
That morning I gathered dew drops and sunshine…and the scent of newly cut grass.
Together with fallen leaves and a loutishly torn leaf…seeds and fallen blossoms of a crazy erguvan (judas tree).
The morning will come in a few hours… with what, I wonder.
Willows whiten, aspens quiver,
Little breezes dusk and shiver
Through the wave that runs for ever
By the island in the river
Flowing down to Camelot.
Four grey walls, and four grey towers,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers
The Lady of Shalott.
By the margin, willow veil'd,
Slide the heavy barges trail'd
By slow horses; and unhail'd
The shallop flitteth silken-sail'd
Skimming down to Camelot:
But who hath seen her wave her hand?
Or at the casement seen her stand?
Or is she known in all the land,
The Lady of Shalott?
The Lady of Shalott by Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809 - 1892)
That is what they looked like to me. The clouds were moving really fast that morning ... this was only a 5 second exposure.
That's what Paddy believes & he's not moving until he sees them.
Happy Cliché Saturday
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You need to give it up
Had about enough (Enough)
Its not hard to see
The boy is mine (Boy is mine)
I'm sorry that you (Sorry that you)
Seem to be confused (Confused)
He belongs to me
The boy is mine
Models: Moon and Sawyer
Find that happy place that relaxes your body and mind and just escape for awhile...breathe.
Her Lady Grace peacefully tucked away in her boat structure.
This image was captured by boat on the southern arm of the scenic Alouette River.
You can also capture this area by foot, but nothing compares to experiencing this life style by floating into the scene and becoming one with the peacefulness and beauty that 'surrounds' you.
Pitt Meadows, BC
Canada
Best experienced in full screen.
I appreciate all your views and comments. Thank-you so much.
~Christie
It was VERY windy today.
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Dinge die zusammenpassen.
“Kaktus und die Blüte.“
Auswahlfoto:
Für“Crazy Tuesday“ am 21.09.2021.
Thema:“Things That Go Together“
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The theme for Smile on Saturday is High Contrast Portrait in B&W. This is why on Halloween I don't need to go out and buy a mask....
HSoS
Also known as Japanese cherry blossom, seeing the sakura blossom tree covered in delicate pink blossoms put me in mind of the song "The Flowers That Bloom in the Spring, Tra La" from my favourite Gilbert and Sullivan Operetta, "The Mikado".
"The flowers that bloom in the spring,
Tra la!
Breathe promise of merry sunshine —
As we merrily dance and we sing,
Tra la!
We welcome the hope that they bring,
Tra la!
Of a summer of roses and wine,
Of a summer of roses and wine.
And that's what we mean when we say that a thing,
Is welcome as flowers that bloom in the spring.
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la.
The flowers that bloom in the spring."
The theme for "Smile on Saturday" on the 6th of April is "blossoms", so whilst being in the Southern Hemisphere, I am slowly wending my way towards autumn, I do love spring, so I have lots of blossom shots that have yet to make their way up onto Flickr. The theme gives me the perfect excuse to select one and post it! My two favourite seasons are autumn, for its brightly coloured cascades of leaves, and spring for its pastel coloured blooms which are always a delight after the grey winter months. I hope you like my choice for this week’s theme, and that it makes you smile!