Magnificence flowers in the garden. I had to take a walk and look at flowers, clean up a bit, change pots. I had to use my camera, here in the garden it is a lot of lovely motif. The garden - in constant changing, constant blooming. And it will go on like this until the frost takes the flowers. It is so beautiful in the garden in these sunny late summerdays.
Roseknopp, roseknoppsyng for meg.
Roseknopp, roseknopp lek med meg.
Roseknopp, roseknopp smil til meg.
Roseknopp, roseknopp glem meg ei..
A rose bud is ready to bloom. So nice with the green leafs in the background.
Rose bud, rose bud sing for me.
Rose bud, rose bud play with me.
Rose bud, rose bud smile at me.
Rose bud, rose bud remember me..
Blomkarsen i kassen ble veldig fin i år. Mange blomster i ulike sjatteringer. Et sant blomsterflor.
The nasturtium in the flower box are lovely this year. So many flowers with different shades. A true floweriness.
Men, trærne er begynt å bære bud om høst... Det er som en susing i hagen, som om noen går forbi meg. Jeg snur meg, men ingen er der. Det er høsten. "Jeg kommer snart," hvisker hun i den brune kåpen sin. I det hun går forbi farges bladene hun tar i. Grønnfargen gulner, og rødmer.. "Jeg kommer snart..." høres det i hagegangen, mellom de store trærne...
But, the trees are carring a message about autumn... A gently whisteling in the garden, I turn around, but know one is there. It is the autumn. "I be there soon," she said in her brown coat. As she walked by the leafs changes colours. Green turns yellow and blush into red. "I be there soon..." I can here her in the garden path, between the large trees...
The autumn blush in the hip from the roses. This is just an earnest of things that will come.
Have a nice weekend!