Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Luther's Garden


Man does not live by bread alone, even me. Hope you enjoy these photos of Luther Burbank's garden as much as I enjoyed touring it.

The yellow rose was wonderfully lemon-scented. The streaky rose was delightfully named - George Burns. The poppy was actually the deepest, richest indigo color in the inside that you can possibly imagine - sad that it doesn't show so well in the photo.

Happy Summer.

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4 Comments:

Blogger namastenancy said...

Stunning! I may try to do some watercolors of those roses but I could not hope to rival your glowing photos. The Burbank garden is now another place "across the bridge" that I never heard of but simply must visit.

Wednesday, September 01, 2010  
Blogger Greg said...

That yellow rose is perfection

Wednesday, September 01, 2010  
Blogger Ms Brown Mouse said...

I miss roses, it's too humid to grow them happily here. We had an abundance at our old place, every colour possible I think. The smell in summer *sigh*

Wednesday, September 01, 2010  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Nancy, you'd enjoy it, I'm sure, altho' his choice in art work in the house was underwhelming.

Greg, yes, lovely - and it had a marvelous scent, which so many roses lack these days.

Ms Mouse, roses love our hot and dry climate but they have to be watered a lot.

Thursday, September 02, 2010  

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