It’s October, but the late-blooming roses are clinging to the llingering warmth of the autumn sun.
From the morning plotting walk: summer’s colors changing into the more muted shades of Autumn.
The thistle’s color reminds me that Autumn, with its cooler and darker red-tinged hues, will soon be here.
I never get tired of the pinks and golds of a summer sunset.
Some days, writing is hard work.
Lovely sunset over the harbor last night. Note the black swan!
COLD and RAINY here—Hello, Summer, didn’t you get the memo that you unofficially started this weekend!
A swan, shimmering in the afternoon light of late spring, is a lovely sight.
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”
Glorious glimpses of spring are finally coming into bloom here! Color me happy!