Daisy chains on a Sunday morning...


So, it's Sunday morning. Real early. I'm up on top of a mountain with my 2.5 year old daughter - perched by the roadside, sitting on the grass waiting. Daddy is racing his bicycle. He won't be back around for another hour. And, aside from a bottle o water and a packet of Tiny teddys I've brought no entertainment. Hmm that should fill in five minutes... What to do?

But thank goodness nature provides it's own sources of creative entertainment and on this occasion it didn't let me down.Daisy chains, folks. An oldy but a goody.Never loses it's charm, does it?