Friday, August 08, 2014

Pansies, fever and not at all stereotyped.

1. The diminutive pansies growing in the cracks in the steps up to the front door at nursery. I wonder if they grew from seedbombs planted by guerilla gardeners?

2. By the time I get the message about Bettany's temperature she has been dosed, it has gone down and they report that she is back to her old self.

3. A child on each side of the pushchair -- one is planning to work on a women-only building site with Bettany for seven years before becoming a princess like Rapunzel; the other is telling me he will have a Boat and a Crew and Dive in the World's Deadliest Oceans.

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...