When The World Wearies…

I’ve taken out more than a few frustrations on a rose rambling over an archway this morning. Lots and lots of deadwood.

There was bloody blood/sweat & multiple unladylike swear words a plenty…from me ;o)

P.S. I’m going back for round 2 later. When I’ve stopped bleeding and can put a pair of thorn-proof gloves on!!

TY, Mr Igan

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