Setting sun

At last I'm feeling better, though still a bit washed out. After a morning of report writing, I had a longish afternoon walk round Ferry Meadow. I was feeling rather reflective following the news that a family friend's father had died of pneumonia at the grand old age of 98. I didn't know the gentleman but his death (and possibly the time of year) triggered thoughts of other people and animals that I've lost over the years. Sometimes you need to make space for those memories...