some quiet time

Memory is a tricky thing, because it can be vague, but it can also be strangely detailed. This morning's post was a bit sentimental, partly because I've kept my blog trying to be as accurate as possible about what's going through my mind at the time. I'm honestly recording my current embarrassment here again.

I've been alone all day, so I've been able to spend some quiet time writing a couple of postcards and cutting some overgrown branches in the garden. I'm sure the tulips are doing their best to put down roots under the soil. It was a good day. May your year end be a happy one too.

The Birthday Queen's crown will be passed on to the next person. xxx