Evening light

The light from the setting sun on the way back from Beziers blazed the countryside into oranges, brick reds and flame colours. just breathtaking.

Even better news is that Mr Magic Hands (our osteopath) seems to have sorted Lizzie's back. He divined that her right foot was no longer meeting the ground flat which had pushed her knee out which had pushed her back out (yes, them footbones IS connected to them kneebones, them kneebones IS connected to them vertebones...). After some gentle but very specific manipulation our girl was prancing around the kitchen like a spring chicken tonight. Hooray!