Dried Rose

A grey dismal day. I walked up to Lynne's to arrange an outing tomorrow. She had her grandson with her. She had to go and collect the older grandson from school and as it was raining he stayed with me so she didn't have to get the pushchair out. It was dry when I walked home and the sun made its appearance for about 10 minutes. 
Loved this old rose that sits on my kitchen windowsill.