baby, look at you now
Remember this little yellow rosebud? Look at her now. All grown up. You'll notice the other roses are gone. They browned, they drooped, the petals fell. She's all alone now. But not for long. I'll cut a couple of white ones tomorrow. That particular bush is very prolific. Here's that apple-rhubarb crumble before I got stuck into it. Mmmm, yummy