Long exposure of the Rosemary blowing about in the stiff breeze.
Out to lunch earlier in Leicester with the eldest to celebrate his 28th birthday.
Not many days where I could tell you exactly where I was at 12:04am 28 years earlier. He gave us a scare requiring an emergency C-section. A team assembled from all over the hospital in 6 minutes and into theatre. All came good thankfully.
After his delivery back in the room on the ward, they switched the radio on and the first tune they played - Queen's It's a kind of magic. Fitting.
And - He hasn't stopped scaring and amazing us in equal measure ever since.