Garden Posy

A day of settling back into our normal routine after a wonderful night’s sleep in our own bed. We watched our church service online this morning, and then finished off putting everything away that we’d unpacked after our holiday (and I did a couple of loads of washing). Later this afternoon, just when we had got everything looking shipshape, we had a visit from our middle son and his family.

Lots of hugs all round, especially with our two little granddaughters, and much banter between The Traveller and his older brother, causing Smithers, our daughter-in-law and me to roll our eyes in exasperation. You’d think they were still teenagers, not men of 46 and 37 years of age …

The little ones went home with a posy from Granny’s garden, and then when they’d gone Granny went out and picked herself one too. Not exactly perfectly arranged, but Granny’s excuse is she was tired.