Wild...

... Yet still a little bit green?

Himself has mooted that we do not mow the lawn in this dry spell.
(To keep it as green as possible).
The lawn is still somewhat (?) verdant (ish), but the daisies are taller than we have ever had before. They're pretty though.
(Weeds?
Now where would the Flowerpot Men have been without a Weeed?)

Why am I giving you daisies?

Because this week has been, thus far, one of various crises.

The very best news is that sometimes the things labelled (with skull and scary crossbones) 'Warning. Do not consume', sometimes do actually NOT poison our children (too much).
I say 'sometimes', because hey... Let's not risk it again shall we?

The slightly less good (but still good) news is that Elderlies sometimes have no notion (What So EVER) of what other stuff (apart from themselves) might actually be occupying ones mind.
Someone (?) once said 'ignorance is bliss' did they not?

It probably is! :-)

Heading towards the weekend with a lighter heart and once again counting many many blessings with gratitude.

Happy Thursday one and all.