We are settled in our home and have met some of our neighbours. Even if I can’t understand everything they say, they seem very nice. I was very moved when one of the neighbours came to say hello. She gave me her very last rose from her garden which I put in an empty wine bottle to use as a vase (a single stem rose in a wine bottle—pretty).

Rose—Canon Powershot S410

It has now been three days since our neighbour came to visit and since then the rose has opened its petals and perfumed the air with a fruity fragrance. If roses were eatable and tasted like they smelled, I would imagine these to taste as nice. It certainly makes a world of difference to be welcomed in such a way—the sort of thing that makes one feel like they could stay forever. I just hope I remember to do a thoughtful gesture similar to this for someone else.