The colour of the sun

I've noticed there is lots of yellow in the garden at the moment. It reminds me of the sun, but doesn't do anything to warm me up. The cold weather has set in now, I am missing the warmth of the sun. It still makes an appearance, but can't compete with the chill in the air. I hate the cold. 

glorious jonquils, they are now inside in a vase

the stupid soursobs, a weed 

last flush of 'gold bunny', a climbing rose, before I prune

We are still getting outside in the yard. The kids getting wet and grubby, always followed by a warm bath and dry clothes. This week we may be out a bit, I need to prune the roses, as long as the rain stays away. June has come around so quickly.

Pruning the roses will warm me up. It will make me shake my head and swear. I can't tell you how many roses will be called 'bastard' or 'mongrel', after it's thorns have penetrated my skin or clothing. I have a love/hate relationship with my roses. All will be forgiven in November, when they bloom in all their glory. Then I will love them. 

Gold Bunny

  

Aussie Wordless Wednesday

Limelight on yellow

'Limelight'

 'Nasturtium'