pink

a teeny tiny flower that I think is most likely a weed.  It is growing up the side of the garage.
We popped in to see my Dad and StepM this morning.  All fine there apart from being told the same stories over and over again.  I suppose I will be the same if I get to be ancient.
We have spent the rest of the day pottering about.    Quite warm in the sunshine but I think a rain cloud is on the way.