Born to blush unseen?

Well, not quite. But this lovely rose is but one of many just outside the window of a family-owned flat I'm cat-sitting in for a few days, so for now it's mine to look at and admire.

You could have had a poor capture of the cat in question - a strong-willed old lady who has just obliged me by eating a small quantity of some gourmet cat-mush. Like many old ladies, she has no teeth, so eating tends to be all sound and fury ... But she purrs every time I go near and seems relatively pleased to see me. It's a bit like working in a care home ...