I have been packing up my Christmas decorations. Finding the boxes with my Mum's writing on was hard. She loved Christmas so much. My brother rang today. He must have known my heart was sore.
I am really missing meeting in the pub. We zoomed with friends this evening. It is the next best thing. Well not it's not but has to do. I love hearing everyone's stories. It is amazing how much we have to talk about considering we aren't going anywhere.
There is life again in the garden. I have picked some hellebores. They are droopy flowers.
I found some milk chocolate Father Christmases while tidying. I have eaten them.
Hellebores
Watercolour
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