I don't know how it began--my love affair with orange roses. I'm usually a tulip kind of girl. I guess, perhaps, it might be akin to Holly Golightly thinking diamonds looked simply divine on older women. Roses just have be "grown into." :)
The sunrise over my godethia flowers. Shipped in from Ecudor, these pinkish delights open up to look almost like a poppy.
My salvia is spreading. That sounds almost dirty. :)
The "Orange Crush" climber...and my husbands says my fingernails look like the Sidney Opera House. (I wasn't pleased.) :)
Have a great day, ya'll, and as always,