Friday, November 5, 2010

Any last words?

A set of loppers in hand, I set my sight on the condemned.

Laid out, East to West, I mourn the blooms that never came.

It's a lovely arrangement. In a few weeks, roots will form below the waterline.

I've got a certain Confederate Rose that needs attention too. It's 43 degrees.


FlowerLady Lorraine said...

43, Brrr. It's supposed to get down to 48 here tonight and feel like it's 39, that will be cold for us.

I can see the roots forming on your sticks. It is always a wonder to behold.

Have a great weekend Tom.


Darla said...

I'm taking cuttings and gathering some more seeds this afternoon myself.