Seems we may be skipping autumn all together and heading straight into winter!
I did managed to capture the last rose in my garden before winter sets in!
’TIS the last rose of summer
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone;
No flower of her kindred,
No rosebud is nigh,
To reflect back her blushes,
To give sigh for sigh.
Thomas Moore
