Dandelion Clock

I am too tired to write.
And I have so much to say.
About missing coats, running over hares, coffee mornings, hysterical children, lost keys, egg collecting, making friends with a couple of neighbours in the lane - who between them, I now know, have little girls aged 3,4,5,6 and 7. And a load of chickens and three horses!
But it'll have to wait.
Until I get some sleep.