Pink

I love it when the Mistress goes walking with her Macro lens and pushes me into the neighbourhood flowers. We don't have flowers at home as our garden is all native. What flowers we do have, are long gone.

This was a tiny, miniature, wee, minuscule, small, delicate, pink flower of unknown name which we found just down the road and around the corner a tad. It is about the same size as my shutter button. Except it's pink. I wouldn't mind a pink shutter button. I might contact Canon and tell them to start redesigning my body. The Mistress has just piped in that she wouldn't mind a body redesign too. Yes. Well. We won't go there!

40 more days until Europe :)