Thursday, November 19, 2009


A rose hip along the Shore Path in Bar Harbor
Beauty and promise amid the thorns and the fading leaves

How did it get to be Thursday?
Tuesday was spent to and fro and in Rhode Island with my Mom - out to lunch, grocery shopping and other errands with her.
Wednesday was one project after another inside the house - laundry, cleaning, sorting/tossing/recycling, number crunching and spreadsheet making.
Today was one project after another outside the house - yardwork in this unseasonably warm weather. Plus Chuck cleaned the gutters and got half the holiday lights up. (No they are not on yet!)
Apparently that’s how it got to be Thursday.
And next Thursday is Thanksgiving?

Time to stop and smell the roses - or, at the very least, admire the rose hips...


dancingmorganmouse said...

Hello! Your tweeting kept me from worrying ;)
My pony used to eat rose hips off the wild rose bushes in his paddock. I used to have to pick the thorns out of his muzzle.

Anonymous said...

absolutely beautiful photo!!


Irene said...

I never knew that's what a rosehip looked like. Beautiful. It resembles a small pomegranate. ;)

Pink Granite said...

Hi DMM -
That's such a sweet and awful story all rolled into one!

Hi Gail -
Thank you!

Hi Irene -
You're right - I never noticed that before!

Roo said...

Hey hey - do you collect them to make Rosehip syrup?

And... I have always thought that they look like Medlars.. but Pomegranate works too

Pink Granite said...

Hi Roo -
I never have made Rose Hip syrup nor the jelly.
I had to look up medlars. And then I learned another word: Bletting.
Thanks for the education!

Roo said...

I try my best ;o)

Roo said...

Ohh and go and look at Hugh F-W's recipe;

I didn't liek this chap when he first hit the TV/Cooking scene, but he has grown on me

Pink Granite said...

Hi Roo -
Thanks for the link!
I Tweeted it along as well...
- Lee