Botanical

Spent a large chunk of the day in the botanics enjoying the sunshine and cursing the speedy end to my paternity leave. When we got home Arlo cooled off by watching Frozen for what feels like the millionth time - Let it Go son, Let it Go. Poor Saul's first words are likely to be snowman at this rate.

Dark flower pictures always remind me of this, not that I'm in anyway claiming my lazy blip can match the majesty of a factory records sleeve. tune