Monday, August 17, 2009

These roses from the garden accompany my proof-reading and the making of an index for the new book. You have to imagine their fragrance wafting through the room on the occasional breeze-- from the Benjamin Britten to the Golden Celebration to the Abraham Derby to the (hidden) Winchester Cathedral.

2 comments:

Rev Dr Mom said...

They're beautiful!

VK McCarty said...

God is go good!