Red roses

One red rose.
On our garage door.
I think this used to be our front door.

Been out all day.
June needed to get her spectacles fixed, so a trip into Aberdeen was necessary.
After that, family business.
Was going to cook pasta for dinner, but since it was a funny old day, we settled for comfort food from the Nepalese take away across the street.



Caught up with the last episode of Happy Valley and two episodes of The Walking Dead.


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