Forget Me Not

Can this really be May? Clare and I abandoned any attempt to go for a walk. We sat in our conservatory and chatted instead. And the wind howled and rain came down in fits and starts. Probably not enough of a downpour to satisfy the plants and flowers.

Tomorrow morning Jack goes into hospital for 2 nights. I can't visit at all so will be waiting for a phone call from him to let me know the op is done and that he is comfortable.