Just sitting there

Today is not a great day. Mid March is never great, the way the dates fall this year make it worse. The tears fall suddenly and silently and then go, but leave a pain behind.

There were no plans for today, but doing nothing wasn't an option. There had to be an attempt to fill my head with something else. So the tiddly pop and I threw some bits in a bag and went to feed ducks, with promise of a farm visit afterwards. As we pulled into the car park near the lake, there he was, just sitting there. Robin, often connected to those gone too soon in the world in which live. I never even got out of the car to snap this. We then walked but the sign asked us not to feed bread to the ducks so that was the end of that!

I took many more photos today but this one, this first one had t be it.