Another Long Day

We're not used to days that begin at 6.30 am with little people bouncing into the bedroom as bright as buttons and ready to go. And go they do, non-stop, for the next thirteen hours.

Photo-opportunities are limited, they are not into posing. Or even being still for long. Just like butterflies. 

So here I am, facing midnight with nothing much to offer but a peacock on a buddleya.  

And so to bed!