outside my door
This is at the corner of the gable of block F in Brumlæby


The last of the wild roses - now they make rosehips.

Hyld, elderberry, Sambucus nigra.
and thanks to Hedvig
see Paghat's Garden: Black Elderberry Myths


My neighbours children may play freely in front of the old wash house for block G, no more coppers, but now home to modern washing machines and tumbler driers - and some parked bicycles.



A great drying day and a neighbour sitting out and enjoying the sunshine - with enough breeze to keep cool.

This rose needs dead-heading.
I learned to break off the fertilised and fading flowers to stop rose hips and seeds forming - thus the rose blooms and buds until frost starts.

I prefer to stay indoors and cool too in this weather.
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