Wreath

I was tempted to use a photo I took of this yesterday, but decided to go back. The flowers, leaves and gumnuts all look like natives, real and possibly even homemade.

The Christmas round has started. I was invited for drinks at a neighbour’s but baulked at the last minute. Parties, especially ones full of strangers, are a social nightmare.

A quiet night in with Fintan O’Toole’s personal history of Ireland since 1958. 

Have a great weekend everyone!

Thanks for hosting BikerBear.