Unreal picnic

Orlando prepared me a delicious outdoor feast today, I love eating wooden pizza, plastic eggs and drinking invisible tea after a hard days work.

It was lovely to see him and his cousin bathed in the sunshine, albeit chilly.

Beau noticed this evening that there are bits of skin on my body that, when compared to his, don't look as smooth and fresh. They look rough and cracked - my hands mainly.
Like my Dad, my hands suffer the cold.

Let's hope the rest of me ages as well as he has.

Let's hope the warmer weather hurries up so my hands can regain their youth.