Only a rose.

I took this photo at breakfast time, looking through the kitchen window.
It really needs tying up, but is nice to see in front of the window at this time of year.
Still has lots of flowers on, and more buds to come out.

The title reminds me of my mum. It was a song she liked.
From the operetta " The Vagabond King" 1930

Looking forward to Strictly tonight.
Now I think my mum would have enjoyed that. Not sure she would have approved of some of the skimpy costumes though!!