Winter Roses…

Woke to the lovely sight of the bloody remains of a pigeon on the front door mat. I think a Sparrow Hawk must have enjoyed a very large breakfast this morning! Being very squeamish, I couldn’t face clearing up the mess so asked a neighbour if he could help. Turns out he was just as squeamish and brought his wife round with him to do the dirty work!!

After that rather gruesome start to the day, I went out into the garden looking for something more picturesque to blip. The frilly Christmas Roses came to the rescue! A groundhog day of working on the photobook and watching the skiing on tele…