Frost on the roses

23rd November 2010 | Musings | 2 comments

November frostDespite the cold weather, there are still red roses blooming in the garden. But today when I looked out, there was frost on their petals. Somehow the sight of frost on the roses was poignant.


  1. david

    Reminds one of Louis Macneice’s poem ‘Snow’, which begins:

    The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
    Spawning snow and pink roses against it
    Soundlessly collateral and incompatible;
    World is suddener than we fancy it.

    Here in Central Finland the roses disappeared weeks ago. Your image and the poem make me home-sick for England …

  2. Susan Tomes

    How lovely. I had read that poem long ago, but had forgotten all about it, and it’s great to be reminded. Thank you.


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