No. 85

The lights were on, the diaphanous curtains were drawn, the colours and textures were showing. Blip sorted.

So back home to help M prep for dinner with the family and near relative Trisharooni. Baby Margot slept in my (aching) arm for most of it. To me she's a model baby. G and J assure me otherwise. Anyway, it was a fun filled joyful evening. Love is all you need.

Thanks for hosting Ingeborg.