The Season's Last Rose

Our church was packed this morning, something that usually only happens for funerals. One of our families was having their baby baptised. My friend and I were able to occupy all the visiting children with Bible stories and  crafts in our "tent".  (Yes, we have a gazebo pitched in part of the church for the children.) Afterwards we were invited to the village hall for lunch. 

I took lots of photos for them during the service, but relied on my last flower on the rose bush for a last-minute blip