In childhood, we yearn to be grown-ups. In old age, we yearn to be kids. It just seems that all would be wonderful if we didn't have to celebrate our birthdays in chronological order. ~Robert Brault
My birthday flower blossomed for me in full spendour as I anticipated here,
(excitement and anticipation absolutely cannot be quelled and postponed),
a sneak peek at our morning's activities enjoyed with our homeschool group,
followed by an afternoon of sunshine, blossom and natter in the park with new friends,
Ess picked me oodles and oodles of soursobs making at least two enormous bunches,
I returned home to more flowers from my very Generous Gentleman.
He knows what makes my heart sing.