Rosehips are the legacy left to us when the fragility and form of the rose has gone. Both are beautiful, but in autumn the defiant green refuses yet to fade, and sets off scarlet globes crammed with seeds. Such fruitfulness after the beauty of blossom, October remembering June, protecting the promised seeds of next year, and the next.
So rosehips combine memory of beauty and hope of tomorrow. If Jesus had preached his sermon somewhere on the road to Bervie where this photo was taken, he might have said, "Consider the roses, and the rosehips…not even Solomon's glory…..
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