4 December 2014
First day of summer
Thank you for your comments about my father. I can't reply to all of them as they come through as no-reply comments for some reason, but please know that each one was greatly appreciated. There was no funeral but we will have a celebration of Dad's life at the end of the month with family and friends, just after Christmas, and at some point in the new year we will scatter his ashes at the beach where my brother and I grew up. All the children were in the middle of exams when Dad went into hospital and as we all thought he would pull through, I flew up there on my own, leaving the boys and the mister behind. It will be good to have all the grandchildren and partners there for the memorial/celebration afternoon.
Into the Heart Garden at Heide
In the meantime life continues. Children finish school for the year (or forever, in one case), go away with their friends, the little kitty is very poorly and the vet is struggling for a diagnosis, a friend distracts me with an invitation to the opening of an art exhibition, and knitted things are cast off.
'Line Break' shawl in Shibui Staccato, a luxurious silky yarn from Sunspun Yarns
Hoping for a diagnosis soon. It's been months and I am desperate to see her plump and energetic again.
The ducklings at work are growing like weeds,
while the Welcome Swallows outside the laundry door have raised two lots of chicks this Spring.
Insert cliche regarding the circle of life here.