Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? This is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain. The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. - A.E. Housman (1859-1936)

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Nuther Rose!

This really is the last rose of summer. Posted by Picasa


Anonymous Emma X said...

Wow! That really is a perfect rose.

10:41 PM

Anonymous anastasiaK said...

Beautiful! What variety is it? It reminds me of a particularly lovely LILLIE you have at your house. :-)

5:51 PM

Blogger Tom Fisher said...

Thank you - it's a Chicago Peace.

6:22 PM


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