Look at this rose, frosty nights and rainy days have almost managed to steal its' beauty, but only almost. There is still plenty of pink left and the buds look fresh from a distance. If you picked that rose, it would instantly fall apart, but left alone it might even see the snow falling in a day or two. I don't even dare to hope that my roses will survive the coming winter, even though they coped with the ever changing nature of the previous winter. So this is my goodbye for them: hope to see you next spring!This is an other warrior of summer, fresh leaves of Lupine. This miniature pond of water might turn into ice-skating arena for ladybugs overnight.