Hopefully not...

"The Last Rose Of Summer"

'Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone
All her lovely companions are faded and gone
No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes and give sigh for sigh

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, to pine on the stem
Since the lovely are sleeping, go sleep thou with them
Thus kindly I scatter thy leaves o'er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden lie scentless and dead

So soon may I follow when friendships decay
And from love's shining circle the gems drop away
When true hearts lie withered and fond ones are flown
Oh who would inhabit this bleak world alone?
This bleak world alone

A recording of James Galway playing this was played as my sister-in-law's coffin was carried from her funeral service in the Remarkable Mountains, South Island, New Zealand. But I didn't plan this for today! I pointed and shot a good blip down town and got the dreaded message "No card in camera". Why don't I put a spare in the camera case?

So back and this kind of emergency blip. Here it is. The sun still shines, the sky is still blue and the air warm. So IS this the last rose of summer? Hopefully not!