sun on my wool hat

this was little bacha's first outing - we went walking [actuallly he didn't do so much walking] through dartington trust gardens. he kept his eyes resolutely closed while we tried to show him the early flowers of the magnolia, fire engine red camellias and fluffy azalias.

His blue grey eyes that are getting lighter, that sometimes seem to focus, others not. He rolls his eyes just before nodding off. He sometimes searches for my nipple like a bloodhound, shaking his head wildly just before he latches on, like he’s trying to catch a jumping fish with his mouth.