I dropped a bottle of Florida Water on the floor in the bathroom. It was a plastic bottle, but the cap broke and some spilled out. I cleaned it up and opened the window, but I think it will smell like Florida Water for a while in there.
Mom and I went out on a few errands. I practiced driving her car, which I'd never driven before, in a nearby corporate park that's nearly deserted on weekends. It was really quite similar to mine in response. We went to the grocery store, and I got various things, including red velvet whoopie pies.
When we got home, I went out and took more rose pictures. I need to get some good pictures of the blossoms on the White Rose of York. The plant is seven or eight feet high, and it's mostly blooming on the ends of the canes. I took more pictures of 'Mme. Isaac Pereire' and the sweet briar rose, among others. Perhaps a fourth to a third of the flowers of 'Ispahan' are open or opening. It blooms for several weeks because it has so many flowers.
I wrote a note to A. asking if he wanted to chat tonight.
Later: A. called around 10:00 and we talked until 11:15. Mostly he told me about his Friday clubbing adventures.
