Mom and I found this last, lone gerbera daisy in a flower bed. Some of her petals were a bit askew and appeared to have been chewed on by something but she still made a beautiful picture.
I'm looking at that bright yellow flower and behind my computer is a wide window looking onto white white snow. . .so that yellow daisy stands out beautifully.
I am a retired court reporter now working part time as a proofreader. In December 2010 I returned to my roots in Deep East Texas to care for my aging mother after having lived in Arizona for over 30 years. I live on a farm in Nacogdoches County near the Louisiana border. This blog is a repository for pictures of subjects that I find interesting in my travels up and down the country roads throughout the Piney Woods. I love to take pictures of farm animals and equipment, old houses, barns and sheds and anything that has vines or rust on it.
5 comments:
It brightens my morning!
Lovely. Your post title made me think of Thurber's "The Last Flower".
I'm looking at that bright yellow flower and behind my computer is a wide window looking onto white white snow. . .so that yellow daisy stands out beautifully.
A wonderful final tribute to summer.
Beautiful, Kathy.
The flowers bloom so late into the year there! And they will begin blooming soon too. Winter is so short in Texas!
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