Dog roses

You'll barely believe this but I've been trying to get a good picture of these rambling roses outside my window for days. Worse than that, in my attempt to capture their floral elegance today, I hooked my specs onto my back pocket to get them out of the way, then forgot that I had done so. The inveitable happened and I sat on them. They now slip towards the end of my neb, my nose, my beak, as if it has been greased with chip fat. Blast!