Hydrangeas bowing,
Blushing with autumn kisses;
Fallen leaf ignored.
Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham
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🙂 Smiles are always welcome! Hugs, Brenda
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This is so very lovely! I see that we both love hydrangea, Brenda. 🙂
Blessings ~ Wendy
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Yes, definitely! Blessings to you and yours as well, Brenda
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Beautiful Brenda, as always!
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Both words and shot are lovely.
And yes, do re-blog my post if you want to. Thank you for asking.
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Thanks for you lovely words. Dragon Sky has joined its fairy tale kin here. 🙂
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Beautiful blooms and words. I adore hydrangeas.
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Thanks, me too!
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Beautiful photo and poem. Hydrangeas are flowers with fond memories. My grandmother grew these plants right off her front porch. I would pick one and pretend I was the bride. Grandma would catch me and yell at me for picking for flowers. What other plant has a whole bouquet for one stem? I don’t believe I did it often as I loved my grandma and didn’t like disappointing her. Even so I loved those flowers! 🙂
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I love how they bloom for such a long time, and the color slowly changes every day. These have turned such a wonderful color. I’m glad you have such great memories of hydrangeas. I like to keep the blooms on the bush, too, but my children like to pick them. 😉
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Oh, yes! The color changes! We live in an apartment so no great gardening happening here. 😦 So it is nice to live through your eyes! I love your blog!
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Thanks! That an awfully nice thing to say!
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Lovely 🙂 You leave us feeling sorry for the poor forgotten leaf, un kissed by autumns spotlight 🙂
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🙂 I’m so happy my poem conveyed that.
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Love the contrast in the haiku. Really beautifully written. 🙂
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While mowing this afternoon – the wind had left a whole (though small) branch of the willow tree. Hard to not notice that! The butterfly bushes still have some blooms, but it is getting down to the 40’s some nights here.
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Most of our trees are still green here. 🙂 I’m glad my poem made you think about your own home. 🙂
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so pretty – I do see the poor little leaf – met his mortality a little sooner than the others…. 🙂
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One doesn’t always notice the little leaf when the beautiful blooms take the attention and hold it. 🙂
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Beautiful haiku and flowers, too!
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Thanks!
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Beautiful haiku, Brenda!
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Thanks! Getting any cooler there?
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Fall is in the air. Temps are dipping into the low 40’s and there’s even colder weather on the horizon! YAY!
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Sweatshirt weather, yeah!
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