In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset...
It’s been just over a week since the party. These photos were taken by several people, mainly The Suave Devil.
Here, E looks very calm even though there is a strange and spooky being right next to her!
There was apple bobbing …
and dancing …
and...
Last night we had an early Halloween Party and started celebrating the younger Mr Dancing’s special birthday which is today.
Earlier in the week, after looking through 40+ albums, scanning photos, sorting more recent digital images and doing quite a...
It was so warm in the garden today that we took our lunch outside. At first there was a Red Admiral fluttering about – but by the time I picked up my camera, it was gone. I did manage to take these of the Painted Lady.
