Pink cosmos

These were a bit late being delivered and so are quite small and just a handful of flowers. 

Today was a "different reality" day whereby Mr T is decades back in his past and thinks he's on a campsite at Knott End on Sea where they had a caravan when he was a youngster.  I am questions about how many people left the site together, what time are we setting off, where's Gordon (one of his older brothers who's been gone for at least 10 years) and general other confusion. This means I have to be alert to the CAUTI flaring up.  He was having a nightmare last night, about 03:00 but was ok when I settled him back down.  He's never able to articulate what he's experiencing but the best guess is it's related to the Charles Bonnet syndrome and then his dreams causing anxiety.