Culpeper Garden

Another shot of the garden. 

Nothing much to write today. I struggled to concentrate on the figures, then when I abandoned them, the Tudor Trail I was writing. Not a very productive day. Then, at home, just sad and sorry for myself. Overridingly the question why. I’m still struck with the disbelief, and having said I would have a photo of him, it seemed important to him at the time, I am constantly caught unawares and just crumple. When my sister passed, I had the same reaction. Mum gave us all a framed picture, I put it on the mantle piece and after 24 hours took it down. I can’t explain why! Struggling with his photo now, and struggling to put it away. 

Team debrief day tomorrow, the first time I’ve seen a lot of them for at least two months.