Wating...

There are eight of these, all in a similar near-flowering state. I know they are secretly discussing amongst themselves and will burst into glorious flower as soon as we get in the car to go away at the weekend.
Tennis this morning, quite cold and extremely windy, but 22 mad souls turned up, so that was nice. At home, M & I got the carpet washer out and did most of the carpets. It was fun, in a way.