Pondering

This pieris sits in my parents' front garden. It's over 5 feet tall and was looking particularly lovely this afternoon when I collected the boys, who had visited them for the day while I was working.

I've decided that I'm so not cut out for working! The concentration and thinking required makes my head hurt too much.... Or perhaps I'm in the wrong job - it was something I 'fell into' rather than a particular career I trained for.....

I sometimes think it would be nice to work in a little tea room somewhere, maybe in a National Trust property. Cowgirl's blip today made me think about it again! If me and my hubby didn't both work for ourselves I'd be very tempted!!