The last impossibly hot day

 I kept my bedroom curtains closed all morning, to keep the blazing heat out a bit. There was sunshine coming through a chink and lighting up my flowers. They’re fabric and came from a Japanese shop when I lived in London so must be at least 40 years old. This wall has various little pictures and paintings that are precious to me. Two are birthday cards, one is a page from a Trees for Life calendar, one is a watercolour of a sweet pea by a friend, and one is a masterpiece called ‘sun, tree cat’ by my son age 5. All precious for different reasons. In the extra is an even more precious one - a picture of me when L was also about 5. What I love about it is he pictured me smiling, and dancing (maybe?). As I was having some quite big struggles with life at that time, I’m really so grateful that’s how he saw me.