Monday, March 24, 2014

The lie-in, blossom tree and talk.

1. I manage to keep the children dozing until after 7am. Nick comes down to see where everyone is and when he sees his drowsing family, he gets into bed behind me. We drift back to sleep and stay there, warm and safe, until nearly 8am.

2. The hillside trees are bare in drabs and fawns and ochres, except one that is covered in sweetie pink blossom.

3. Bettany muttering "da-da-da" and "ta-ta-ta" to herself as she potters about, moving from sitting to standing and back down again.