Quails in a row.

This is the centre of a cushion that my mother, now sadly no longer with us, brought back from Zimbabwe on her last ever 'big' holiday. She was in her mid seventies when she died, about four years ago, and she had always wanted to go out to Africa and visit our relations. Two of her brothers moved out there soon after they married and raised their families in that wonderful countryside. I'm glad my mother went over when she did. Many of the family have now moved back to the UK, Canada and, I think, Belgium, as a result of the political situation, leaving behind their homes.... and memories of how things used to be.