Sunday, June 14, 2009

Basket, got it back and anniversary.

1. I like walking through town carrying a trug, containing a few plants for a friend.

2. I am glad to collect my engagement ring from the jeweller -- and now it doesn't keep slipping off my finger.

3. This is the time of year we celebrate our anniversary. We go to the restaurant where we had our first date, and spend the evening grinning at each other and not saying much.

Going away, sweet peas and calls.

1. Waving off the last of our sleepover guests. Now we are free to be tired and grumpy. 2. A bunch of sweet peas -- bright stained glass col...