Some more photos from my back yard...

I am really proud of this first flower...it was Don's and I never was much good getting it to flower...don't know what it is...but have a look at this stem...and all flowers open and unblemished.


I am not a great gardener and do it with minimal effort but this year with all the rain its all a go even in mid winter...




















This is all on top of the mound that the house sits on, to keep it out of flood waters... I originally fenced it in to protect our lovely old doggie Thorn from yobs who sped into my yard and hit him more than once...but now its becoming a lovely spot...I think Don would be flabbergasted at this...I don't know the names or anything, but you can tell what propagates and what doesn't by the look and feel...and mostly I just shove stuff in and away it goes...





















You can tell there is not much for me to post if I am reduced to this...

I went to yet another sad funeral yesterday...people my own age..the wife looked at me and there was nothing I could help her with. I know the bleakness she faces and I know how her nights will be...Her husband, like mine, loved plants and trees and the wide sky, people; her husband as with mine was generous, wicked and funny and stroppy...they were a unique couple and although she is lucky to have had a love with a man like her husband was...she is also unlucky in that her suffering will be awful.

But how much better than mediocre, and weak. That would have been a living death. I know women, and some men who are in a living death like this. Their suffering when one partner goes may seem less, but how much better a life richly lived, with all the risks, fear and laughter, than a half a life in which the partners are partners in name only ,and not in heart and spirit.
A bit of a thought train on a sweet. sweet Sunday afternoon, when with all that has happened I can look about me and know how lucky I am...how lucky I have always been and why worry about the future...?