Rose

We set off for Sheffield much later than we usually do, the doddering old fool had got mixed up over appointments.  The trip down went smoothly, we had our normal break at the farm shop.

Owing to our later arrival I didn't get any chance for shots of our activities with the grandkids.  So as I always do when short of a blip I walked round the garden.    This rose with the raindrops on it appealed.