Flat out

Saturday another migraine set in, but by late afternoon I was able to join Sue, very quietly, at The Grotto, a lovely Marian Brothers garden and church. Dusk was falling, a wedding was in progress, and these children were at frolic outside the church doors, watched over by several patient mothers of small children, some nursing their babies. The little boy at left was lying flat out on the pavement, sucking on his bottle. His body language was just how I was feeling.