Awake

Here are the flowers, now they are awake. Not very well arranged, but so beautiful. Every flower  is perfect and the subtle colours I love - my daughters know me well.

Had a lovely conversation via Zoom this morning with the daughter in Cornwall. They don't know whether to return to London or stay put in their cottage. Hard to know what to do for the best in these strange circumstances. Then this afternoon our granddaughter contacted us via FaceTime and we chatted to them all. The grandchildren seem upbeat about the school situation  - they have work to do, but are being given a day off tomorrow and the gymnast is apparently going to be using her tumble track . . . all day! Our daughter is creating timetables for them all. 

A lovely day and I can see why people want to get out, but why oh why did so many decide to go to places where they knew so many other people would also be . . . madness.