Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Dabbler, no more and crawling.

1. Alec squatting down to dabble his stick in a puddle. I love those feet flat on the ground -- I hope he never loses the ability to sit back on his heels.

2. There will come a time when I will realise that Alec is not going to ask me to sing Sleepy Train ever again. I was tired and grumpy at bedtime, but I remembered this just in time.

3. When I come back from washing my hands I discover that a rather cross Bettany has crawled almost to the kitchen in search of me.

Bees, tortoise shell and catching our attention.

1. Up and down the street lavender bushes are smutted black with bumble bees. 2. A tortoise shell butterfly is hanging around in the sunshin...