The Problem With Being Early....

...is that you think you have plenty of time!

I sometimes wonder what memories my children will have of me when they are my age - I am sure, almost being late for cello lessons because I kept pulling in to the side of the road to capture sunsets will figure in their tales!

However, with the last few weeks being a bit nuts, these words popped in to my head:

A poor life this, if full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.