Detritus

The winds are back, and they were howling last night and this morning.

On the far (upwind) side of the driveway you can see some of the rose bushes planted there. Yesterday I noticed that several were starting to bloom again, including the spectacular pink & white one.

On the near (downwind) side you can see hundreds of rose petals. Red, pink & white, yellow, that amazing favorite shade of orange/red, all covering the grass. The rose bushes have all been stripped of every petal.

The lawn looks like there was a wedding here and some precocious (and cute) four-year-old had scattered a bushel basket full of rose petals everywhere. Which is actually what happened, if your cute four-year-old angel was actually a 40 knot wind coming through like the Avenging Angel of Death.

Po-TAY-toe, po-TAH-toe?