Sometimes a garden is just full of surprises. I am a gardener so I know the last blooming flowers...the marigolds that are still blooming and producing scented flowers for my Autumn bouquets as well as the colorful mums.
My herbs are still growing tall with nary a wilt nor a tarnish from the cold nights that now descend upon us each evening.
But the last rose of summer is always a bit of a surprise and filled with the greatest of beauty, more so than in the summer.
So a bit of nostalgia as summer ends and Autumn begins to take over with glistening jewels in the forest and skies of azure.
Take a toast to the last of summer...