Autumn roses

There is something so sweetly poignant about late blooming roses.

When other summer flowers have perished, the brave roses keep flowering, their heavy blooms tossing in the fall winds.

They are the last small flashes of pastel colours in a world turned red, yellow and gold by the fading autumn light. They nod their heads as a reminder of the warm summer days past – yet somehow a harbinger  that a wintry blast is just around the corner.
You know some time soon you will look out of your window and there will be snow on the leaves. Those soft petals will be frosted hard. And winter will be here once more.