Poor Annie-Rose, she is having such a hard time.
She had two days of being well and now she has a terrible tummy bug.
Still with the sun shining outside, it's hard to feel too upset about things.
And I thank God for a great washing machine
(I love my front loader)
and as I wash my hands again and again
I have these lovely flowers to enjoy from my pots.
[Memo to self: must find handcreme]
Hope is is going well in your neck of the woods!