beds of roses

And I will make thee beds of roses,
And a thousand fragrant posies.
~ Christopher Marlowe (1564-93)

IMG_9745 a Bourbon rose, Fairmount Prosepine

IMG_9746 a Tea rose, Monsieur Tillier

IMG_9761 an English rose, Munstead Wood

IMG_9744 an English rose, Princess Alexandra of Kent

IMG_9697 an English rose, Heathcliff

shall I compare thee to a summer’s day

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
~ William Shakespeare, Sonnet 18

These sweetly scented antique roses currently blooming at my deck.

IMG_9683a the Jaune Desprez rose, bred by Jean Desprez (France, 1830).

IMG_9677 the Maman Cochet rose, bred by Scipion Cochet (France, 1892).

Weekly photo challenge Rare

I am content

I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. Nothing more than an empty house, the warm hazy weariness from a day spent setting strawberry runners in the sun, a glass of cool sweet milk, and a shallow dish of blueberries bathed in cream. When one is so tired at the end of a day one must sleep, and at the next dawn there are more strawberry runners to set, and so one goes on living, near the earth. At times like this I’d call myself a fool to ask for more…
~ Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.

Well I don’t grow strawberries, I plant hydrangeas. I love the apple green foliage, the blue blooms and the bushy shrubs. I dug a bed for them, I moved nearly every. single. piece. of rock and stone friends…
I am content with my ‘blue bed’.





five things that have made her week

1. these retro canisters
{perfect for her whole-wheat and regular white flours, $1.00 each from Salvation Army}

2. this thrifted jeans
{frequenting the jeans area at the Goodwill finally paid off, two pairs of these stiletto style AG denims}

3. this new strap
{an online purchase, it made slinging her camera crossbody so much easier}

4. this bloom
{at the rate they blooms, her husband jokes that he doesn’t need to buy her roses anymore}

5. this late summer abundance
{five types of fruits, a pinch of mint, a dash of honey, a spritz of lemon juice, all equals … a colorful flavors of fruit toss}

As usual she is linking up this post with the Vintage Bliss Party.