It's A Garden Party! - Winter & Roses

This feature, originally known as Saturday Farmer's Market, was created by Heather at Capricious Reader, and was then hosted by Chris at Stuff as Dreams are Made on.

If anyone would like to share their own gardening adventures with me

- large or small, inside or out -

I would love to see them.

Just leave a link to your post in the comments.

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We had rain several days this week and everything in the garden seems happy about it. Well, as happy as you can be when dying or going dormant.

The chickens are gone.

They had found a cozy spot deep under the Cape Honeysuckle and settled in to escape the rain. (Here's a lousy picture of them heading under.) I thought no more about them until two days later when I realized that I didn't hear them anymore.

Someone must have decided they wanted to go into business & picked up a ready made inventory. We have a lot of people raising chickens around here so I'm sure they found a nice home.

The Roses are still blooming. Just a few blossoms here and there, but they're plugging along.

O, Gather Me the Rose
- William Ernest Henley

O, gather me the rose, the rose,
While yet in flower we find it,
For summer smiles, but summer goes,
And winter waits behind it!

For with the dream foregone, foregone,
The deed forborne for ever,
The worm, regret, will canker on,
And time will turn him never.

So well it were to love, my love,
And cheat of any laughter
The death beneath us and above,
The dark before and after.

The myrtle and the rose, the rose,
The sunshine and the swallow,
The dream that comes, the wish that goes,
The memories that follow!