Wednesday, 15 April 2026

Anniversary

 Pirate left two years ago..it seems an age yet no time atall.

So not much done today. Being quiet.

I needed and wanted a walk..but the weather didn't agree until teatime!!

I didn't go the whole way round..it was muddy enough where I did go!!

Photo #5 is the classroom for the local school and groups. The last one is the hide with bird feeders to the left. A pity they didn't make it two sided as deer go across the space behind!










12 comments:

Red said...

It seems like yesterday that Pirate was still active.

Susan Heather said...

Hugs from New Zealand.

kate said...

Grief is a strange beast. It softens with time yet never goes away.
The hole is always there and it aches xx
Sending hugs x

gz said...

it really does. He kept as active as possible and in contact with everyone as long as he could

Anonymous said...

Much sympathy, albeit from a stranger! 😢

JayCee said...

It doesn't seem possible that it has been two years. You have filled your days with so much creativity and friendships that it has passed so quickly.

Debra She Who Seeks said...

Hugs today.

Tigger's Mum said...

Not an anniversary to celebrate and I understand taking a reflective day. The gorse flowers made me go and look up gorse flower wine (we've plenty here but not really the facilities for brewing and fermentation).

angela said...

Anniversaries of sad events hit hard. I don’t care how long ago the loss happened. It will always be a hard day to get through.
I’m glad you had the chance to get out. At least for a little while
What is that little building all by itself?
That would make a perfect craft/art room

gz said...

it is a classroom for the village school and local groups so that they may study nature

Debby said...

I like the idea of schools studying nature by being in nature. Here, kids seem to learn about it from books, and that is a different kind of understanding.

Hugs to you.

Jeanie said...

I'm a couple of days late to this but still sending hugs because I know that grieving, loss, missing someone doesn't end the day the anniversary is over, whether it's the first, tenth or twentieth. I'm glad you were gentle with yourself.