November 12, 2008

A Rose.



This morning, when I looked out of the window, I could see that almost all the trees are now standing barren. The storm the other day has removed any trace of the beautiful golden and copper colored leaves and now they lie in heaps all over my terrace, in a need of raking.
But as I looked across toward the fence, I could see that my rose was in bloom. The flowers have remarkably survived the night frost and the strong wind. What an extraordinary sight to observe - a delicate flower defying the season, despite the winter approaching rapidly.

7 comments:

Diane said...

What a gorgeous picture!!! And what an amazing thing to see on a cold and blustery November day! Especially for someone who doesn't like cold and blustery November days :)

Protege said...

Diane, I was also surprised, the rose even had a lovely scent.
Seeing this did make me feel a bit better.;)

Hilary said...

That's lovely. I have noticed a similar thing just last week, growing over the fence from my neighbour's yard, but I was lazy and didn't head out into the cold, wet lawn to photograph it. If by some chance it's still there tomorrow, I'll try to remember.

Your rose is in remarkably fine condition considering the season. There's a message there somewhere...

Protege said...

Hilary, I have other plants that are flowering as well, I noticed. It is very strange and a new phenomenon I have observed over the past few years.
I agree with the hidden message.:)

Donna said...

How wonderful to find the surviving red rose.

Hugs,
Donna

Protege said...

I agree Donna, nature is a wonderful magician.;)

Mahmud Yussop said...

"Roses Are Red" is one of my favourite songs from the good old days. I have learnt to sing it in a reggae version. Try it.