It's Cosmos, Man

Dark outside, I suddenly realise I'd forgotten to Blip. It's Flower Friday, and into the pitch black garden I go with macro and ring flash, tripping over the vast expanse of black nothingness where yesterday there was grass... to the Cosmos by the greenhouse. 

We've had two tonnes of lovely brown topsoil delivered today, but at the same time I've done something stupid to my left wrist - too much manual labour from one who spent so much time tapping keyboards and drinking coffee... ah, well. It's not like I can throw a sickie nowadays.

I'm also adding an extra, which was a lovely surprise that arrived in the morning mail from Prostate Cancer UK.