I find myself worrying about my children however old they are. They are beautiful grown adults but they will always be my children. I will always be their mother. With that comes something deep rooted that I will carry with me always. I am so proud of them.
Dinner was a recipe from Hugh's book. Loads of oven baked vegetable and chickpeas with walnuts. It tasted much better than it sounds. It tasted much better than it looked.
There are some snowdrops coming up. Now I would like some snow.
Snowdrops
Watercolour
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