Pretty in Pink
Many thanks for your kind thoughts yesterday.
A trip to the osteopath this morning after twenty four hours of discomfort, having ricked my back getting out of bed. I know, I know, I should have stayed there and it wouldn't have happened.
A mental note has been made to keep the icepack at the top of the freezer with the chips so I don't end up crawling around on my hands and knees trying to find something to help me get upright again.
The fuchsias have been particularly good this summer, probably because JJ has been feeding them. There's a tiny fly there too as an added bonus.