I love sunrises and sunsets, there are never two the same. Yesterdays wasn't one of the most spectacular sunsets I've ever seen, but I quite liked it.
You wont see me in many photos, as its not often I'll let Rog get hold of the camera, but in this instance he wanted a snap of me next to the new tree we've just planted to replace the small plum tree that died (I think it died of thirst during the recent very hot and dry spell of weather).
Yesterday we had bangers and mash for tea, so I dug the next potato plant, look how many of the beauties were on one single plant, 17, wow.
Rog was badly savaged by a rose bush when he was a child, so he wont have them in our garden. I love them, but I respect his reasons for not wanting them. This lovely rose belongs to our next-door-neighbour, and is cheekily peering over the fence, the scent from it is gorgeous.