Dahlias

At the luncheon yesterday, my friend Beth brought these beautiful dahlias, the darkest orange dahlias were from  tubers she brought from the Rothschild House in Port Townsend, where she played when a child. She brought one for each of the girls, but when all was said and done, we forgot them and everyone went home without. Of course that didn't break my heart :o)   I arranged them and set them on the dining room table to enjoy. As the sun slowly sank, with  it's light shining  through the window, I couldn't help but grab my camera and get a shot of its glow in the amber glass.  What an end to a perfect day :o)