Poppies and raindrops

Today I remembered those who gave their lives so bravely in my own way. I didn't attend the parade for once. Instead, I walked Cousteau with JL and the rest of the gang. It rained.

And it rained.

And it rained.

And then, just for good measure, it rained some more.

I stayed inside in the warm. I read and I cooked a roast for tonight's tea.

Now, I'm contemplating heading out the door again. Monday night Mass. In a cold wee church. I have my thermals on.

Rae is coming for tea tonight and Miss T has just made me a gooseberry meringue pie. Yummmmm!

Night all.

P.S. Yesterday's backblip, just in case anyone's interested. :)