I spent Saturday morning on tenterhooks, would Holly's flight be snowed in and cancelled, would she get to the airport on time, would she remember her documentation? This is the first time she has had to get herself to the airport etc. I needn't have worried, she was perfect.
We had a dinner party on saturday night, to welcome Holly - the food and decorations were Indian, and these poppies were a highlight as well as a talking point as they slowly shed their pods and blossomed over the course of the evening.
here is another Poppy who has blossomed into a delightful young woman
(Poppy is Holly's nickname - funny really when both names are the same length)
