What with the wet summer and now the even wetter autumn...I decided to save the last of the summer roses...before they ended up rain-bedragged and mushy!
Having said that...we both had a delicious fig from the "brown turkey fig tree" today...delicious...
...who says we don't live well up here in "dane land"...(vikings last night on BBC)!!!
Love the Roses...
ReplyDeletethankyou Lyn...how are your's and isn't this weather mad?!
DeleteNo roses chez nous, but a thick carpet of figs beneath the fig trees. The dogs eat a few as they pass, as do we. I wish I could find a figless person to take the rest.
ReplyDeleteah Cro..what a thing and I can tell that you don't care a fig!!! they are like gold dust here!!
ReplyDeleteOur roses were finally brought to an end yesterday by five inches of rain in thirty six hours. Those last few always seem the most poignant don't they?
ReplyDeletethankyou to my new follower....not sure which you are on the list ..but a very warm welcome to the antics at The Potters House Penketh.
ReplyDeleteI think you can now take the roses back out again - the rain has now gone the way of the Vikings :-)
ReplyDeleteoh that it were true...RuneE!! it tippleth down even as I write...we will wave to all as we sink below the water!!any vikings coming will find that the only resting spots are the tops of the mountains...just like Noah!!
DeleteYou can now put your roses back out again - the rain has gone the way of the Vikings :-)
ReplyDeleteI hope there's a fig left for my visit!
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