Time’s up?

I think my birthday roses from a friend have had their day. Yet they don’t look much different from when I received them. My extra. Just rather brown round the edges. Odd. Should they have opened I wonder?

The morning was lovely and I walked to and from church. Since then it’s clouded over and my motivation to work in the garden dwindled. So much needs doing out there and I could have used the afternoon to do my bit. I’ve pootled and written several letters instead.

D sent a photo of the beautiful sunset on the walk home from tonight’s pub meal. He joined the shorter walk today and was back for afternoon cake and coffee.