The roses are blooming

New roses, but most have lost their labels in the move. 

A strange day. B took Amber out for her morning walk and within 15 minutes had returned absolutely soaking wet, his clothes were dripping. 

The intermittent downpours encouraged some visitors. There was a flock of starlings flitting about the area and at one stage there were about 30 on our lawn, running about picking up worms and slugs, such a feast. One solo visitor returned later and had another feed. I almost got a shot of it, but the quality wasn’t good enough.