I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson







Showing posts with label wild beach roses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wild beach roses. Show all posts

Thursday, June 1, 2017

June Roses and a Winner



June!
Hello, hello, let's welcome June.
Today was a glorious day, everything a June day is supposed to be. My friend and I went shoe shopping, always lots of fun, then linen pants shopping---yawn. Afterward we stopped off at Trader Joe's to pick up a few groceries, somehow my cupboard was very bare.


This TJs had lovely flowers. Peonies or roses? Oh it's June, must have roses. These were 4.99 for nine stems.




 


They are ''white'' roses but as you can see they are like seashells, hints and tints of palest ivory, pink, peach, lemon yellow. [no, Mel, they have no scent.]



















Even my neighborhood has roses. This is an especially pretty small pink rose. I like the almost-black leaves it has.


Mo is enjoying spring, lots to see and sniff and pee upon. The long light evenings are a delight.


Winner of the doll quilt giveaway is Cathy Lynch. Cathy, I don't have an email for you, pls get in touch so I can mail you your little Flying Geese doll quilt. email me at lizzzz.d@gmail.com. Thanks.

love

lizzy

gone to the beach...

PS the beach roses have also burst suddenly into bloom. Oh that scent, salt air, roses, and honeysuckle.













Monday, June 2, 2014

Beach Roses and Honeysuckle



Hello! This weekend was glorious, in a chilly sort of way. The sun was bright and the roses and honeysuckle burst into bloom on the dunes. Oh the scent! Salt air and flowers! Take a deep breath...



I wish I could send it to you over the blog-waves.




No fancy French perfume smells as delicious as a June afternoon at the beach, when the dunes are filled with roses and honeysuckle and wild sweet pea.




The bumblebees are drunk with pleasure.



The white roses are much rarer, this is the only white beach rose on my dunes. Behind this dune is the cache of recycled Christmas trees which is building the dune higher and wider.


 
 
 

 

Out by the shoreline, the oystercatchers patiently await the birth of their babies.


mama on the nest, far left edge.
Daddy on guard on right.

 Closer looks, but taken from a distance so not to distress them.


 
 

 
 



And look what self-seeded in my deck planter. What is this pretty weed? I thought it was ragweed, I am glad I didn't pull it out, but waited. Maybe Sweet William?


A fine day. Hope you had a good day too.



love
 
lizzy

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~gone to the beach.