Daddy took our little girl for a stroll down the lane to give me a little quiet time. Happily they set off, with her basket swinging and spirits high. The house was deliciously quiet. So quiet it almost felt loud.
A short nap later the troops arrived back again with all manner of roadside flowers. Such beauty growing wild (with the odd one from plucked from an unsuspecting front garden I imagine).
"We are spring decorating mama! Spring means flowers, doesn't it mama?!" Flowers are carefully arranged one by one into many, many jars. Decorating with flowers serious business for this beauty loving girl. I love how flowers make her so happy. I guess they make us all happy don't they.