Old fashioned roses

Don't you just love the old fashioned roses? The ones that still have an amazing fragrance?

The ones that have not had the smell bred out

of them?

The rose bush I picked these from has been on our

property for years...maybe even centuries. I have

had the good fortune of replanting starts so I now

have three of the bushes. I want to dig up and replant

more this year so they can line my yard in front of

the house.

All I do is get a shovel, dig up a start, make a

hole and plant it. No extra fussing around

with them at all. I am blessed.

Happy weekend~

Signs of Autumn

*This is the day that the Lord hath made

Let us rejoice and be glad in it*

Psalm 118:24

Fall has definitely arrived here in Michigan. We went to a fall festival Saturday and had a

wonderful day away with hubs and son's family.

I scored these pumpkins just up the road from us a mile

or so a few days ago.

I love the smell of Sweet Annie! I used to grow it

and make my own wreaths until I became allergic

to it. Now it can't be in the same house with me.

I got all these little pumpkins {and more} just up the road

from me...for free.

They were headed to the field to be thrown out.

They can't be sold to the orchards with even a tiny

blemish. Goodness...I filled up a bag!

We throw so much good stuff away in this country

that some days it just makes me sad.

Fall potpourri at the festival.

Indian corn is always a must have for any fall decor.

Another photo from the festival. Love the bittersweet

and pumpkin together.

Hydrangeas from my own bush.

Rose hips on the north side of our pole barn.

I do hope you have a glorious fall day today.

Blessings~