Mothering Sunday

Appropriately for the day, some nest building going on.

Yesterday I took some daffodils to mum's grave then this morning after the service, I went to have another few moments at the graveside giving thanks for the wonderful person she was.

This afternoon the weather was mild so we went into the garden and planted up some pots I was given for my birthday. While we were pausing with a cup of tea The Man noticed a wren amongst the pots. It was collecting bits of dead plants for nest material. Unfortunately, the nest isn't going to be in our garden.

The wren came back a few times so, although the light was failing, I got the camera and waited, hoping for a shot.