I happily put this single bed of our daughter's up for gifting to Facebook friends. The Vet could not let me do this without alerting said daughter to the potential travesty. She thought his sensitivity was endearing, as did I.
Was I rashly giving away memories? Was I trashing what once had been?
This photograph takes up far less space and reminds us of the happy family times since our 28 year old graduated from her cot to this bed. Now a dear little boy, son of teacher friends of mine will do the same with this bed. More happy memories for another family.
Such is downsizing.
These two little ones will be very much upsized as we catch glimpses of them over the coming years. Such is the nature of change.
Seaside gardening with salt-laden air will be so different to cool climate gardening. These statues are better left in situ.
This October is proving to be such a tumultuous time in my life. I wonder if I could have seen it all coming? Would I have run away screaming, or taken a deep breath, and prepared to embrace the change? Just as well that we can't predict the future. Who needs all that extra insight? The present is more than enough to cope with.
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