Today was a perfect day for not only stopping and smelling the roses but also for lying down and watching the sky.
The morning sunshine lured me today into my local Bishop’s Park on the bank of River Thames. It was not as warm as I felt through a window at home so I kept my hat and gloves firmly on. The park was already full of joggers and dog walkers braving the weather, not so many people wandering with cameras though. It was breezy by the river and the last leaves were shaking and shivering in the cold air. This time I went down the stairs into the park and almost walked into another snowdrops sighting. They were growing somewhere random between the clumps of stinking iris and under the holly shrubs. I was glad I chose this way otherwise I would have missed them! Now I know where to check on the again in springtime.
The roses in the Rose Garden were absolutely splendid in summer and some of them are still in flower but probably will be gone in a couple of weeks. As I crave colour in those grey and gloomy days I could not walk past their shades and shapes without stopping by.