Flowers, vintage Weiss and childhood memories

Just eleven days until The Ballroom Café meets the world as an e-book. The sun is shining and the daisies are pushing their way between the dandelions and buttercups. 
    When I was young I loved to wander the green meadows around our family home. We jumped streams, played hide and seek in the woods, but our favourite on a sunny summer day was to lie on the flat of our backs in a grassy meadow full of wild flowers. There among the cowslips, buttercups, blue cornflowers, clover, daisies and grasses we looked to the clouds, giving them names and attaching stories to each.
Cumulus clouds full of memories remain now of lazy sunny days when we had time to watch the pillows of white  change shape, as the flowers bowed and touched our faces.

  We stayed like that until my mother called us for dinner, her voice lifting like a song  across the fields. We always ignored the first call, staying hidden among the flowers and grass, but she never had to call a third time. When we came to the table she always sighed and said "I don't know what you do out in those fields all day."
  These Weiss brooches, loved by Ella O'Callaghan in The Ballroom Café bring back such lovely memories.