It looks as if I'm into flowers.
But I'm really not. Just so happens that my last couple of entries are photos of flowers (I have other things to talk about in Blogspot).
This one bloomed at my corridor the night before.
Very pretty, very big.
And I have no idea what flower it is.
My dad seemed quite pleased with himself. He is the only person in my family to water the plants and feed my terrapins everyday. I can always count on Dad to do my dirty laundry. And I mean it in a literal sense too.
Here it is...
My Big White
Okay, back to bed.