Memories of summer

Today has been the coldest so far this autumn.  I am ashamed to say I did not put my nose out of the door for long!  Instead there were chores to do in the house and drawers of papers and things to go through and throw away.

Brussels has closed its underground for the w/e and Mali and the rest of the world are still reeling from the shock of the massacre there.

A few straggling roses brighten up the garden in the morning sun.