Looking out

A last rose, probably, from the bush along the garden fence.

A day of this and that, entirely at home. I’m not sure the sun ever made an appearance, so when sunset rolled around it was hardly noticeable. I did some cleaning and a bit of gardening as the light faded entirely. Pulled out the zinnias that grew and bloomed so well this year. The kids and I have been snacking on gingerbread.