Today would have been my parent's 58th wedding anniversary. My Dad always grew roses and would on this day bring in the last roses from the garden for my Mum.
I talked to my Mum a few hours ago and she said she was sitting and remembering their wedding day. It was unseasonably cold with a few snow flurries. Not too many outdoor photos were taken as my Mum just had a small wrap and the men were just in their suits.
This photo sat on a side table as long as I can remember.