Maranta

I intended to stay at hope today. I didn't want to be working with the children at Sunday School, I'd be having to get close on the little chairs to help them and I didn't want to breath or cough over them. I arranged for someone else with a Safeguarding certificate to help the leader.

I stayed in bed! The phone rang. Someone at church wanted to borrow something from me and they live several miles away so I had no option but to get dressed and catch them at the end of the service.

By now the inevitable has happened. The Man has caught my cold. Now we both feel rough.

Nothing begged me to blip it so I returned to the maranta, catching it at a time of day when its flowers were open.