Today’s Christmas rose is this peach one from the patio bed.
The neighbouring clematis Cirrhosa Freckles festoons the grateful gazebo.
The now solitary pigeon still perches praying for the return of its deceased mate.
Nugget now spends much of his time outside the stable door where he enjoys sole use of the feeder by the house which is too close for other birds to risk.
“Where’s Nugget?” (56)
“Here I am”, he says.
While Jackie worked on the Christmas decorations I finished the cards which we posted later in
a suitably capped pillar box
at Everton Post Office.
By dusk we had arrived at Hatchet Pond
where other photographers focussed on ducks and swans.
Oh, dear. I seem to have pressed publish prematurely. Tonight we will dine on Jackie’s superb Shepherds pie with carrots, cauliflower and runner beans which will no doubt be perfectly cooked. I will drink Patrick Chodot Fleurie and Jackie will drink more of the Sauvignon Blanc.