Last year, when Marion was still able to walk with the aid of her rollator, we decided to have a cup of tea in my back garden. Half way between our two houses, it dawned on Marion, with much amusement, that, as she needed assistance in walking and I was using crutches, we would both be pretty useless if the other needed help. We finally, therefore, decided that our plan to reach my back garden would be a bit of a stretch and so we settled for sitting in my front garden in my little 'meadow' that was full of dog daises, bees and butterflies. My husband brought us tea and we sat for a long time in this little patch of heaven saying nothing in particular but just enjoying being there.

I noticed today that the first of the dog daises have bloomed. The chair where I sat with Marion is still in the 'meadow'. The kettle is on.