Gentle Glow

Our sunrise was soft and gentle this morning, turning slightly vibrant and then out of no where, it fizzle out - turned to custard, what a let down. After a busy day, which consisted of fine drizzle and dull light, I turned to my garden to this little rose, one of the last ones holding on under the eaves of our house.

The curtains are drawn as the evening sets in, it continues to rain and the temperature has dropped, dishes are done and its time for a hot cuppa while I take a peek at your journals.

Keep warm blippers :)