Walking and talking in the woods .

It’s a week on from the day we laid my dad to rest. The day couldn’t have gone better with love and laughter flowing amid the tears. The sky was a vivid blue and the sun shone . What more could we have asked for.

Today I walked in the woods , enjoying the colours of autumn while getting to know a neighbour who has grown into a friend over the last year or two . She has lost both her dad and husband over the last 12 months . Our chatter was punctuated by many moments of silence as we soaked up the presence of autumn, in her coat of many colours . We allowed the sad moments and the happy moments to ebb and flow , neither needing to fill the space .it was lovely.

I shall start catching up on all your news , I’m sure that, as usual, there will have been plenty of interest to report .