The Last Rose of Summer
This rose bush belonged to my great-grandmother and can be found at the old home place, in Hendersonville. My grandmother planted this when they moved into the house in the early 1900′s. It’s been thriving next to the old path that lead to the outhouse, ever since.
And, this really was the last rose of summer.
The bush was full of dead dried roses, except for this one.
Shot with my 50mm compact macro lens, ISO200, f5.0, exposure compensation -.33. View Large.