Allium

Can't remember what type of flower this is - some allium or other.  Must remember to change the ISO setting...

Up early after a night largely spent catching up on the Archers and thinking about all the bad things that could ever happen in anyone's life, to take Mr B to the airport.  He goes away so often that I'm used to it.  I focus on the positives - the things I can get done while he's away, the celebration when he gets back (even just after a few days!) but 4 weeks is too long.

So, a little pause further on in the drop off zone for a wee cry, and then later wishing I'd allowed time for a proper cry and thus avoided the little cries on the motorway on the way home.  Very odd.  I'm not normally like this (until 4 am strikes and the house starts making axe murderer noises, of course).

Anyway, home to get on with normality and not obsessively track his flights.  Much.  

Killing a bunch of slugs and snails later helped, as did a long chat with my Mam and focussing on the things we have arranged to get us through the great gap of time.

Backblipping will follow when the moroseness lifts - don't want to depress you all!