Feeling Blue

It was a busy morning preparing the woodland garden for winter, admiring the clouds and dealing with an irrational Alistair who decided that breakfast is for chumps.  All of these things are blue but only one is giving me a headache.

Poor baby.  He did get over his breakfast crisis to have a wonderful day at school though
he had a similar dinner crisis when he decided that turkey and mashed potatoes is also for chumps.
Sigh. 

Maybe he'd fancy blue mushrooms?
Just kidding.  Not edible.
Pretty though.
And quiet.