Morning routine

On a weekday, we have a routine before heading off to work. It starts with a shower for J and me heading downstairs to put the kettle on.

Whilst doing that, this being 2019, I check the news and messages on my phone.

My brother had sent a good morning message. A photo of a bright blue sky and the prospect of warmth. He is four time zones to the east, so four hours ahead of GMT.

No point in taking a view of the outside world. It is pitch black, and I can hear the rain cascading down. So to wish him good morning I snap the rose in front of me (J loves flowers, and this bunch of roses are looking good at the moment). It has been the only photo I have taken today, but that’s fine.