#remembering summer

Now that the weather has turned chilly, I'm fondly remembering my irises and climbing roses.

It exists now...only in my memory.

Vermissung.

Being too warm the old lady said to me is better than being too cold I think now in between is the best because you never give it a thought but it goes by too fast I remember the winter how cold it got I could never get warm wherever I was but I don’t remember the summer heat like that only the long days the breathing of the trees the evenings with the hens still talking in the lane and the light getting longer in the valley the sound of a bell from down there somewhere I can sit here now still listening to it

In winter, I sometimes miss flowers, don’t you? Here are photos I took in summer of a gladiolus from my garden. Hope they are a happy reminder of summer’s beauty!

Aren’t peonies lovely?