Do you know where the wild roses grow..?

A rose bush that has escaped its cage and is now growing outside the garden in which it was to be the star. 
I assume the owners don't mind because there's plenty of roses still on their side of the fence.

Anyway, it put the Nick Cave Murder Ballad into my head and it's been stuck there ever since, so maybe I can pass that earworm to you.

A lovely day today, which is nice as the forecast tells me that there's a fierce storm due on Monday. There's time for the storm to change course or lose force yet, so I'll cross my fingers.

An orange flower that seems to catch the sun in an enchanting way is in the extras.

Now, I'm off to try and get that song out of my head.

They call me The Wild Rose
but my name was Elisa Day...