Fascinator

After working really hard in the garden all day, I scrubbed and scrubbed myself till I gleamed. Then I put on this lovely fascinator and took pictures of myself looking smug about all the work that got done.

Tomorrow is special. The PSLOML turns four and I am the lucky girl who gets to make him pancake breakfast and take him to school. I plan to interview him -secretly-on webcam about his life so we can play it at his wedding.

The magnolia tree that I moved last year under protest from just about everyone I know: oh it'll never make it, you can't move an eight year old magnolia tree blah blah blah (the plant expert at Bachmanns)  is covered in buds, ready to explode.