Forget-me-not

It's 3 years today since The Mate died on our boating holiday.

In those 3 years he has been remembered often, he was such a big part of our lives and, because he and I were business partners, I still have so much of his photographic stuff around me.

When someone dies, you don't forget them but the pain of the loss and the memory of what happened are softened by time. Thank goodness.

Life goes on and things of the here-and-now take precedence, like my scratch disks are full and I can't finish editing the stacked image I had been working on!