Port Sunlight

Earlier in the year I treated myself to 3 new roses from David Austen. They are still getting themselves established, but much to my delight this one, Port Sunlight, has just put forth a little burst of gorgeousness.
Mr EAnn is out flying today so I’m reading the latest Robert Galbraith and waiting for him to come in and make a pot of tea. The book is terrific, but a real doorstop of 1000 pages plus. I’m racing through it but looking forward to something a bit more slender for my next read.