9. Mother's Day

I grew up near a huge old cemetery, overgrown with old roses and hoop pines and coreopsis, and I go there to wander around, get lost, take pictures and look at birds. There were traffic jams today, and crowds around the flower stalls. People sweeping and cleaning and having picnics. Very little solitude.

I dropped in at home afterwards to wish Mum a happy Mother's Day, but she was in Tasmania. So I wished Dad a happy Mother's Day.