Blooming Again

The Julia Rose is in its second bloom. Mum would be very proud that not only have I not killed it, it appears to be thriving! Reputedly a delicate rose, and difficult to keep, I didn’t want one when Mum ordered two of them as I did not want to be disappointed if it died ( sister was called Julia). When Mum died, my brother took one, and I the other. Not so sure how his is doing!

Stalker and I attended the Interpretation workshop today. My fears for the reinterpretation were not assuaged, and selling our education offering will be difficult to say the least if the plans go ahead.