Tiny white flower

Today we are on our way home with a few hours in Brussels before catching the Eurostar. The Grand Place lived up to its name with its gold ornate architecture. We bimbled about rather haphazardly but managed to find a very pleasant art nouveau cafe though didn’t find the fish restaurants which P had remembered some time ago. But there’s much change and (re) construction work in the centre so a place to return to methinks. The white flower was a last minute shot of a flower in a street tub. I didn’t spot many flowers in the centre of Brussels.