Good morning Mick, good morning Gramingos one and all from a bright and beautiful, slightly crowded, Isle of Anglesey.
I took a little break to pay more attention to my family and other friends, which I have done, BUT as time has gone on I have realised that you are important too.
I have found myself thinking of you all each day, names pop in to my head and I wonder how you are. I’ve wondered if the indomitable EV has managed to see RubyLou over the holiday, has our lovely cheerful Cherry been okay and got the works finished. Wondering how those brave gramingos Grandmajet, Auntyflo, Marydoll and so many others are faring. How is GrandmaSomerset doing, Harrigran, Susan, so many of you having a tough time. Then other names pop in to my head Ash, Brook, Alygran and all the beautiful photos and stories.
I’ve found myself quoting many of you or repeating your stories to friends over a coffee in my garden. Dwmxwg, gramdmattie, Urms and the trains, Amselerin and the big Mersey move, so many of you have made me realise that I don’t need to know your face or your voice to have become a friend and care about you.
Delighted to see the return of Maw and the most colourful mellowyellow to Viridian and now welcome back Alizarin.
The farmer next to us released his cows and sheep in to the fields and my thoughts immediately went to Sheepandcattle and what a kind farmer she is.
Our lovely sunny weather has us all outdoors and spirits lifted but it doesn’t mean we don’t still need the sunny snippets from DustyAngel and Grandmafrench to bring us a smile.
I’m glad to be back amongst you, if I haven’t mentioned you it doesn’t mean I haven’t thought about you, I have and I do appreciate you all.
Okay that’s enough soppy stuff from me now.
Orlin and I have been busy gardening, covering all trace of builders who’ve been here for almost a year, just the garage to finish. Apparently the suppliers sent the wrong door so the swallows are gratefully swooping in and out and setting up home in the rafters.
I went berserk with a tin of grey paint, it looked fab on the gates and fences but turned the shed in to Dracula’s store, very spooky and gloomy looking so I had to paint on some flowers while we wait for real ones to grow up the side.
Wishing all my lovely friends on here a wonderful day full of random flamingos large or small ?
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