“There is a time sometime, and a place where in the perfect stillness of the evening within the sunset serenity we unite in the glow… Blissful paradise divinity, brilliancy glassy deepness, shallowness slow and smooth… We forever are eternal wholeness only intimacy between us…”
The Indian Summer (I am not using it in the total correct sense of its origin) has extended out the last bursts of beauty in our garden. Only a very few rose buds remain. Below are the last blooms I expect to see this month. Another front is approaching in off the Pacific and I think it will be strong enough to bow the heads of any more such beautiful blooms. It was a glorious Summer of flowers, especially the roses. I will put them to bed with pleasant thoughts of next Spring. I have enjoyed their beauty as I have also enjoyed the beautiful flowers shared by so many of you.