Seize the day

In the struggle for power, I'm not sure who won this evening. I have an idea.

With the evenings lengthening, I was reminded of a poem by Robert Louis Stevenson and the whole injustice of it all. Suc has had a few evening forays, but he assisted in boy herding.

Meanwhile, I was sorry not to have been able to go to the memorial service for our lovely friend Ingvar today. I was there in spirit with Ingrid and all of those who loved him, looking out across this beautiful landscape, listening to music and readings to remember him by. Life is a cruel but wonderful thing.
Carpe diem!