Beautiful photos from Lofty, click for full size!
And I took the liberty of cropping that last photo, to showcase all those gorgeous rain drops:
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Beautiful photos from Lofty, click for full size!
And I took the liberty of cropping that last photo, to showcase all those gorgeous rain drops:
© Lofty, all rights reserved.
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Oh wow. So, so beautiful! Those roses!! I have a tiny greenhouse and one of my roses just started to bloom but wow, nothing like that.
Yes, they are so beautiful! And while I’m sure Lofty would grumble about it being summer with no sun, it’s so nice for me to see such beautiful flowers and growth, given how bare it is outside, and covered with snow, too.
That spiderweb in the first is amazing and it gives a good counterpoint to the roses.
Also, the strange flowers and the droplets are so lushly gorgeous.
After a warm to hot dry 3 weeks leading up to summer we had these 3 days of cool fog and rain, quite the contrast. Two days after the rain it’s back to almost hot again. I’ll be out today for a bike ride looking for happy blooms and other things to capture on camera.
The pink rose bush is going gangbusters, 12ft high and the most prolific its ever been. There are a few more roses in that patch of garden, little shy numbers that pop out one or two gorgeous blooms before going quiet. The red flower is on a Callistemon or Bottlebrush, an Australia native and favourite garden plant. We have a few different ones growing on the property.
12 ft high killer roses?
There be blood and bones under the rose bush, you could be right.
12 ft roses! Outstanding. I’ve only ever seen that height in climbing roses. Your single long stems are gorgeous, and such a delicate shade of pink. The bottlebrush is so bright in comparison. Lovely shots, especially the first with the spiderweb. Thanks for sharing. I really needed that on this windy, cold and rainy day.
I love all of these. They remind me of that fancy letter-writing paper (sometimes scented, ew), with the wistful, muted colouring and delicate droplets everywhere. Even the bottlebrush, so bright, but more reserved than usual. Fairytales happen in such pictures.
And just to cap things off, it’s really November now -- the jacarandas on my street are now doing their beautiful blue thing.
(They also look absolutely marvelous if they’re near a hymenosporum flavum -- native frangipani -- and-or the entirely spectacular Illawarra flame tree. A street near my previous house had several of all three, long established. Just as well because flame trees take forever to get to flowering maturity. It was pure joy to walk along beneath them on a changing carpet of red, blue, and white-yellow-gold fallen blooms. )