Day with three grandchildren. Difficult to please three children of different ages all the time.
Built a dam across the river.
Painted pictures.
Tried to get a photo of a bee on sea holly but in every shot either the bee or the holly is blurry. Or in this case both.
Later, after they've gone I seek half an hour's peace to read on the bed. Stella doesn't want me to be lonely and comes to sleep on my chest.
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Stella has that look of being in her rightful place.
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