i remember when i was a kid and i saw a flower like this, i asked my mum ‘why don’t flowers fly’ she said because birds are the flowers for gods and flowers are birds for us mortals. thanks for helping me relive a sweet past
As autumn steals over the gardens, dahlia days beam brightly. I always drink in, as much as I can, the late blooms of my gardens. Thank you for sharing your photo and awesome haiku. 🌸
Dazzling last line
Breathtaking photo, the epitome of gorgeous! Combined with your words a perfect expression.
i remember when i was a kid and i saw a flower like this, i asked my mum ‘why don’t flowers fly’ she said because birds are the flowers for gods and flowers are birds for us mortals. thanks for helping me relive a sweet past
So beautiful!! 😊💖
Well that is certainly vivid. My Great Grandparents owned a big Greenhouse (in their day).
Gorgeous – and these really are the dahlia days. 🙂
Great capture
That’s fun, I giggled when I read you last line.
Clever too, “dahlia days.”
Ops, the iSlave is messing with my spelling again: I meant: I giggled when I read your last line.
Pretty! 😀
Nice!
Such beautiful colors
As autumn steals over the gardens, dahlia days beam brightly. I always drink in, as much as I can, the late blooms of my gardens. Thank you for sharing your photo and awesome haiku. 🌸
Wonderful way to describe it – drinking in those last blooms!
Very beautiful.
Dahlia days – I love it!
And the hardy hang in.
What type of camera do you use?
a simple point and shoot – sony dsc-wx500
small enough to always have handy
Very beautiful flower. 🙂
That is gorgeous! Nature’s beauty at its best.
Beautiful