331/365: What's in a name?

The roses are still blooming in Myrtle Park. There were a few buds too.

Took a takeaway cappuccino to the park and enjoyed the sunshine for a bit. A Jack Russell with the muckiest tennis ball I'd ever seen duped me into playing with him. I think I'd still be there now if the owners hadn't come and dragged him away!

A day of chores, shopping and Aldi cava to finish.