First harvest

The vegetable garden at T's has given up its first crop.  There is nothing like freshly picked radishes so hot and firy  to eat!

Sad news, I had been down to the shop in the morning to collect papers and post letters when D told me that A had died yesterday at home.  She had been suffering for some years with Alzheimers and totally cared for by her husband J.  A minute after I arrived home, J knocked on the door himself so we had a coffee and a  quiet time with him.  It was a release but it is going to leave an enormous void for him and his dog.