I don't photograph that many wild flowers anymore as I don't come across many in the centre of town apart from those growing in empty building lots surrounded by rubble and beer cans. The good thing about Chester is that it's small and it really isn't long before you're out in the Cheshire countryside. A and I went out for a jog/bike ride - she jogged while I wobbled about on the bike. A glorious evening with beautiful soft light

(Mold this morning - went well)