Waiting....

It was dad's moving day, to the residential care home, so I was a little restless. I did spend some time photographing the butterflies in the garden and the red kite who flew over (see extra). But I really couldn't settle to anything

We went over this afternoon to see how he'd got on. He thought he was in a different part of the hospital and couldn't remember the journey there... My other half has been through this before with his mum so said that it would all be a bit confusing. 

Dad's been in and out of 3 different hospitals 4 times since the beginning of March, so probably can't remember where he's been when!