It's officially Fall on the calendar now. The autumnal equinox
has come and gone. But here in Los Angeles, it's still summertime. The leafy streets in my neighborhood are still canopied in green:
The rosebushes are still churning out loads of blossoms:
Thank you, roses! Thank you for your pinks...
...and your gorgeous, deep reds:
The trumpet vines still flaunt their showy blooms, which they've been doing since last April:
And the exuberant anemones are exploding like little flower firecrackers:
Sitting outside on the patio furniture is still a comfortable affair:
And if you look hard enough, you can find a cool, mossy corner in the deep shade:
The backyard pools of Los Angeles still brim with temperate water that beckons:
And spending a lazy afternoon outside is still a lovely prospect:
This is where I'm headed, very soon. I love you, L.A.!
Lovely ode to home! I'm happy it's my home too.ReplyDelete
I love the photo of Roosevelt on the chair. He's so much more handsome and dignified than the pugs. :)ReplyDelete