Mauve Hibiscus

An evening at one of K’s young former colleague’s places. The windswept hibiscus was on the way from the station, and snapped as a backup. As it turned out they’d just moved in and while there was garden front and back, nothing broke up the expanse of lawn apart from a small pot of herbs by the back door and a lawnmower parked mid strip. It was a late night, and lively.

Thanks for hosting BikerBear.

Have a great weekend everyone!