Cinderella

I was going to attempt another still life, just like the one I didn't do last week. 

Instead I luxuriated in the warmth of the underfloor heating and sun streaming into the conservatory, with a hot chocolate and a Samuri Sudoku.  And just like Anniemay I looked at the windows and was up and down like a yoyo trying to make them sparkle, but failed miserably.

I explored the garden extremely quickly, due to the blast from the north, and spotted this poor vineweavil eaten geranium crying out for attention.