Monday, September 01, 2014

September Rose...


There's something hauntingly sweet about watching a tea rosebush set out new buds even as summer's breath begins to hint at crisp days and frosty nights. These buds blossomed over the weekend (she probably felt it in the air that September was near). And, yet still she pours her energy into forming another new bud...and another...and another. All with no guarantee that these will ever get the chance to fully blossom.


She worries not that she's blooming so late in the season -- she just carries on fulfilling her destiny to share beauty and fragrance in her corner of the garden. As long as she is able and the weather permits.

Perhaps she teaches us a little lesson...to carry on pouring our lives out for the pleasure and goodness of others, even when frosty days threaten to 'nip' us in the bud.
 
Tis the last rose of summer,
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone ....

You are probably well aware of a poem cum song entitled The Last Rose of Summer. Penned in the early 1800's by Irish poet, Thomas Moore, and then set to an old Irish folk tune, it became an immediate success. It still remains one of those favourite pieces that vocal artists, new and old, enjoy singing and to which audiences love listening.

Here is English Soprano Laura Wright sharing her rendition of it -- this has to be my personal favourite.....


Wishing you a beautiful first day of September*´¨)
> ¸.·´¸.·*´¨) ¸.·*¨)
> (¸.·´ (¸.·´ * and a wonderful week ahead! *

Brenda
xox


Photo source:  (c) Brenda Leyland, 2014







7 comments:

  1. What a beauty she is! It's never too late to bloom :)

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  2. As you will notice, last week I added as a description of myself as the not-too-late bloomer. I believe it might be a theme for this season in my life.

    You're right, it's never too late to bloom.

    Thanks, Sis!

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  3. I love your 'not-too-late bloomer':) great photo! Thank-you for introducing me to this golden oldie. i have never read it before! brought tears to my eyes!
    I never know quite which i like more; the bud or the rose in full bloom. Your photos are gorgeous.
    Wishing you a wonderful September.

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  4. Oh, she's a beauty and a special treat this time of year. Late bloomers are treasured even more... Lovely song and post, Dear Brenda. Hope your September is lovely, too. xo Karen

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  5. Beautiful roses, so poignant when summer is at an end. I, too, noticed your "not-too-late-bloomer" and how it tied in with your post.
    Loved the music too, hauntingly beautiful.

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  6. What a pretty rose, such a dainty colour. My roses are having that last flush of buds and flowers too.

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  7. Hi Brenda....Sweet and sumptuous rose! And Laura has a voice like an angel. So lovely. Thanks for sharing. Susan

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