Seasons

Even in California we do have seasons. I wandered around the garden today looking for signs of the changing of the seasons as the chilly  evenings draw in and we arise in the cold dark. Instead what I saw was survivors. This rose, lit by the low rays of the afternoon sun, silhouetted against flame darkened hills and framed by blue sky was a reminder that amidst destruction there is still beauty....

A  springtime rosebud, 
survivor of summer heat
glows in autumn light.