Bougainvillea in the snow

Some poetic licence in my title. In the far distance, between the rooftops, you can just see the white snowy hills above Bath, though they could just be white with frost, as was our garden. 

With a couple of hours cover in place, I'd planned a stroll this afternoon to enjoy the cold crisp sunny weather but some new meds completely knocked the stuffing out of me so stayed in the warm. Now been prescribed a second week of antibiotics. Fingers crossed they hurry up and do the trick.

Thank you for all your recent kind words, stars and hearts.