It's always a pleasure to take the little ones to the Botanics. Here, they're using fallen rhododendron flowers as finger hats, in the age-old children-at-Botanics tradition. (How long will it be before Grandson becomes too sophisticated for such outings with Granny? Don't grow up, little N!)
They admire the daffodils. At least, Granddaughter does. I think Grandson had spotted a distant tractor.
This is in the little memorial hut put up in memory of the Queen Mother.
Back here, Grandson makes road layouts as usual. Then he took my photo. Not perhaps my most flattering angle but it's at least fairly soft-focus.
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