Sweet Peas

Grown by me for my Rosie

Delivered by hand after today’s bike ride (which was scorchio!)

They smelt lovely - very strong, so Rosie could smell them as soon as I waked in.

I had a lovely visit with Rosie today. She looked frail but nothing like she has the last few weeks. No singing today - we watched you’ve been framed on tv. She sat there laughing at the unfortunate souls falling off slides, falling over ice skating & one poor bride who unintentionally did the splits. Just for a little while you could forget she has dementia.

Phew! Life certainly moves in mysterious ways.