White
The puce, pink and other outrageous colours have gone, from my garden at least, and I'm left with white and mauve rhodos.
This is my mantel, with the mock orange in a vase, and the reflection of white rhodos in the mirror.
It was the first day that had that summer feel and all the doors and windows were open.
Luvverly.
Thank you so much for your kind thoughts re the shingles.
I decided not to take up Hobbs suggestion that I blip myself, even though I suspect the sympathy vote would have seen me rocket up the charts, with a bullet:)
I look a little better now, but not so's I'd go out in public.
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