Sunday, 23 August 2009

Up the road, afternoon.

I know that Marcelle is sad with loss and waning, yet her garden is filled with wine-rich red and pink as joy dahlias, overhung by branches heavy with apples.

1 comment:

The Crow said...

I love the descriptions of the dahlias, Lucy...most especially the 'pink as joy' phrase; makes me smile just thinking about it.