I have just returned from fetching my newspaper from the village shop . It,s quite a walk, I only passed 1 person .
The gardens looked superb , the sun shining, dew on the lawns , the flowers amazing , they always look so good this time of the year in their final flush . The hydrangeas starting to turn from pink to that lovely deep red .
It was peaceful and quiet, no man tinkering with a car , no fractious child needing attention .
where I live it is very hilly so as you walk along you can see houses over the rooftops of other houses . I haven,t always looked at the village with peace in my heart but perhaps I am mellowing . Today it is my piece of heaven .
I think what has made me more deeply thoughtful at present is, my sister came to see me yesterday . she brought with her photo,s of my brother aged 66 ,in hospital suffering from alziemers and cancer .I am saddened at the injustice of life . He was such a good man , honest , hard working , he loved his mum and dad dearly as well as his own family . Although he is still with us , just , I say, was such a good man because of the nature of his illness . I pray his passing will be easy . If only I could take his hand and lead him to a better place .