Ravaged

The last of the 'Pheasant' roses from the front garden has been ravaged by recent snow and ice. It's still quite beautiful, even though its petals are browning and now have a papery texture.

Still lacking energy, and coughing and spluttering too much to contemplate going to drumming or to Soul Choir, so I sent apologies to both. The most exciting event of the day became the supermarket delivery!