And the book is back home! It's home..

I am now pining for it! Lols... Sorry! I got attached to it! I just did! These are unusual days, unusual times...

And I am an emotional woman at the best of times...

I walked quite quickly again on my break to reach the phone box.. it's not far from the end of the road there...

And afterwards, walking back through a meadow I took off my trainers and socks and walked barefoot back to the river path..

It was wonderful, I love walking barefoot, just felt so good the grass beneath my feet and around my toes ...

I had changed into my new pre-loved Pepi jeans dress from eBay... Was too hot earlier wearing jeans and t-shirt.. the dress was much cooler although not the best option for river pathways covered with nettles and thorny things!! Lols

This distracted from the fact of wearing a dress with those shoes ... hey ho! Who cares!!

We have also been out again in the car, twice I had to stop.. my Google maps decided to ignore our destination... Just to add a magical mystery tour we found ourselves on... The second stop was purely because I thought it was taking us back to the railway line walk of yesterday!

It wasn't; I need to learn to trust..
(in so many ways...)

TTFN
Marian

This is for my mom, four years ago today in a couple of hours she passed...  Can't believe how fast the time has gone, in a way... how far away I am from then now too, so many changes.  Changes I still want to tell her about constantly, still wanting to phone her, to hear her voice...

The bowl above is hers, I have placed a set of lit dragonflies in amongst some dried flowers I bought today... Last week I visited the home where my mom went into for the last three weeks, the same home my step dad passed away in too... when I was in Berkhamsted I was on my way to visit one of my moms friends in Northchurch and was just drawn across the lights at Kings Road and found myself up the road where the care home is... I used to live up that road too! Who would have known eh!

There were road works and the road was closed so I had to park and walk the rest of the way, was just like four years ago as I struggled up the steep hill, I was just gong to look at the house, maybe just as far as the drive way, but again, I found myself walking straight up to the building and the receptionist waved her arm at me and buzzed the door open.... and in I went, she remembered me, not my name, but just me, came around the desk and gave me a hug... got me a cup of tea and they had just baked some cookies... so there I sat chatting, like I did before, cup of tea, biscuit... and after a while I left.  They had said there to come back anytime, and I must admit I had often thought of it, but then time went on, now I might go back again... next year...

Portrait above is on my step dad, trying to remember when he had it done... maybe in the 1980's sometime...

And in the picture above....some of his war medals and some other random medals, I think from his footballing days...

Got an idea yesterday, so having a go!  Have stuck some random pages from a book onto card and going to stencil, will buy the stencil cards tomorrow and think of what to put on them, and then frame up! [did check that although it is a very old book, its not a first edition!  Hope it wasn't a rare 3rd eh!]

TTFN
Marian