Briar Rose

Bright suns in pink marshmallow beds
against a pale blue sky:
briar roses.

Harsh thorns won't scratch our tender heads
(each stem so very high),
nor our noses!

Crossed the river today to see Mr PP's sister and bro-in-law who are staying in their campervan. There's a heated outdoor pool on the caravan site so I joined my sister-in-law for a lovely swim. Well, it would've been rude not to! And if it wasn't exactly flaming June, it was at least warm and dry enough for swimming and pegging out the washing. (Rain forecast for tomorrow again!)