Roses

A visit to a friend this morning who is terminally ill.  She is about to be transferred to a hospice for care and pain management.  Despite this, she is holding up well.  These roses were in her garden this morning.  

I spoke to my Dad to wish him well on his 89th birthday today.  He went out for dinner with a friend last night and my brother is due there today.  He was wearing a cycling t-shirt I gave him a few years ago so that's good.