Gloaming rose

Nearly ten pm and I am sat on my new birthday bench while Bailey has a last garden mooch, blipping a shot of a blooming rose. It’s the first evening all week that has been warm enough to even consider wanting to be in the garden. Actual blue sky and sunshine this afternoon which made for a very pleasant change. There was also teaching and wandering and a couple of useful meetings along the way. And tomorrow is Friday already with week one of seven almost done.