precious

8:30, Saturday morning, making breakfast for the weeWeir and I noticed (checked for) signs of new life breaking through.

Which is always a nice way to start the day.

Mrs theWeir was working last night so I spent the day with the wean doing some soft play, some farm visiting, some tag-a-long borrowing and some brother-in-law-fixing-washing-machine helping.

Then home for some family time and a quiet, restorative evening.