Garden

Dad's garden through the roses, through the wild Irises. These roses are faintly tinged with a delicate pink around the edge, although that's not visible here of course. All of his roses are really lovely this year, and I like to think it's because I pruned them as hard as Dad would allow on a previous visit. But Dad says it's because a conifer's been removed and so there's more light. You can't win them all!