Lest we Forget

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

The little one arrived last night…it was a boisterous evening, I think he finally zonked mid sentence and that was him until 10 to 8 this morning. It’s been a full on day until it was time to hand him over to the other grandparents!

Shopping this morning…a few groceries and a couple of outfits for him as he’s shooting up at a rate of knots. I put him in the buggy this afternoon for a walk as he’d said he was tired…he did eventually cuddle in for a nap and we managed to bypass the park. It’s blown a hoolie all day so it was rather wild down on the prom. Toy Story 3 featured once he woke up, it seems to be his favourite at the moment and it’s very comical watching him singing and dancing in all the right places…he knows the words too!

Managed to get some shots of the poppy installations around the village whilst out walking…all handmade. My extra is some roses I cut whilst up the road the other day…L bought me the rose one Mother’s Day a few years ago and it was still blooming quite prolifically.

Thanks to BikerBear for hosting Flower Friday.