Little R is one. (well, one and a day now…) We planted an apple tree for her. Something we had intended to do on her birth, but I’m actually just as happy to be doing it now, since it seems a fitting thing for a first birthday. There were no hand-made gifts from mummy, but there were decorations, and cake, and well-wishers. And flowers. When I look at the little arrangements on the mantel and table I am reminded of picking flowers around this time last year with Little R on my chest. Those first flowers are one of the beauties of a spring birthday. I love that each year, when we come to celebrate her special day, there will be primroses, forsythia, plum and quince blossoms. Just perfect for my sweet girl.