I should have taken an image yesterday, but didn't

sometimes I can be quite floored by goodbyes and all the attendant stuff surrounding them. yesterday was no exception to this

the quietness and stillness of this small church interior brought back the echoes of a long distant first parting - I was four and not ready

fast forward back to yesterday, and a series of small tragedies unfolds around the unwary, glimpses of the darkness arrive unbidden once more