Hollyhock

I went up to my lawn bowls club a few hours ago.

I needed a last minute practice ahead of one of the biggest events on the Auckland bowls calendar – the men’s singles championship.

However, I was thwarted in my attempt to practice when the automatic spinkler system came on by surprise. F**k! Got a bit damp…

Dragging my bowls bag out of a potential soaking, I admired and photographed this hollyhock, with its splendid crimson tones, in the late afternoon sun.  The time wasn’t completely wasted then.

I will be hope to blossom in the tournament tomorrow, as opposed to bleeding blood red…