There is something slightly haunting about watching a rosebush carry on even though she feels the frost creeping in on summer's last breaths. Though the days grow cooler it pours all her energy into forming yet another bud with no guarantee that it will have a chance to bloom open.
It's a good reminder to keep pouring our lives out for the pleasure and goodness of others, even when frosty days threaten to 'nip' us in the bud.
The Irish have the piercingly beautiful melody to their credit, also named "The Last Rose of Summer". Maybe the composer felt that same sweet pang... listen here if you will.
Wishing you a beautiful day,
Brenda
xox
Thanks for sharing your last rose of summer with us. It always saddens me to see it. We have awhile here in Charlotte before our last rose, but it will be here soon. Have a great week!
ReplyDeletelovely thoughts, photo, and music. It is getting that time of year and life...
ReplyDeleteThank you! It was truly a lovely touch to my Monday morning...seeing the pink roses and hearing the beautiful music.
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What a nice post! Beautiful rose bud!
ReplyDeleteThat was a lovely post and music. That is so true of our flowers. They give to the last. A perfect analogy.
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QMM
What a beautiful post, love the music...thank you for sharing and have a wonderful Monday....Hugs
ReplyDeleteBeautiful rose, lovely music, deep thoughts! Great way to start the week!
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