(Bed)Room with a View

The view I looked out at until leaving home at eighteen

The view Dad looked out at, ill with cancer, in the last few months of his life

The view Mum looks out at as she recuperates from hip op

Much has changed, but the Campsie Hills are still just visible above the tree line, beautiful as ever

Not meant to be as depressing as it reads - been a good day, Mum making good progress, great to have visits from my cousin and her new baby, and a lovely catch-up with KillerQueen (devastated no Thursday garden centre blip tho :)