Forget-me-not

  

Darlings wasn’t the weekend delightful? Sunny days and forget-me-nots. I’m sure our poor little dogs legs are getting shorter with the amount of walks she’s had lately .

  
Forget-me-nots remind me of childhood, picking them from hedgerows to take home to granny. Nothing much has changed there . Aren’t they just dreamy? So far every jug in the house has been filled including the teapot.  


” you’ll have to use a bag dear!”

 


  

Kippers on the balcony basked in beautiful sunshine. And in April! What a treat! Too many bones for me but my husband loves them.

  
Panda didn’t get a look in.

  

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