Smoke Signals

A morning in the museum.  There were only two visitors.  Because of this I felt no guilt taking a break to go to the funeral directors' and pick up the ashes.  I'm not sure I'm ready yet, but tomorrow is DH's birthday; I've decided now is as good a time as any to scatter some of the ashes at one of his favourite places.  That's what a friend and I will be doing tomorrow afternoon.  We'll stand upwind, of course.
A spring day with warm sunshine, chill winds, and haily showers in the morning.  When the sun was out, the light was clear and sparkling, the sun is definitely getting stronger.  
A rollercoaster sort of day too, between feeling semi-o.k. and completely washed out.