The June roses are out and they are lovely. They are not like the roses in our own backyard, which are full and vary from coral to white. These are smaller, yet more plentiful. They are the most beautiful color of yellow which is a lovely contrast to the red barn. Honey bees flit through the centers until they are heavy with pollen. This makes me happy because even while the existance of honey bees is being threatened, they are there in the yellow roses as if nothing has changed and they will go on forever. Next time I'm there, there probably won't be any roses left...or there might be a few late stragglers. But still, June roses mean one thing: Summer is definitely here.
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Beautiful photos, and have you ever noticed that the yellow roses smell more lemony somehow?
Your blog is leet! And the yellow roses are sweet (thats a rhyme)!
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