The End of Summer & Memories

The Summer has come to an end. In the backyard, the tree still has one yellow rose left. This is probably the last rose for this year. A neighbour next door who passed away a few years before my mother used to come over and ask my mother for a few roses every year. She admired our roses very much. Mother always let her picked whichever ones she liked.




These flowers below came out this week. They always bloom on schedule in Autumn. Mother planted a few of them a few years before she passed away. They have been coming out like clockwork every year. I love them. Seeing them reminds me of mother.