On a Scottish Hillside

Today was Barbara's funeral. A humanist service and a natural burial. Some lovely poems and then a eulogy written by Steve before he died some 10 years ago. The sun was shining, the birds were singing and we could hear the water in the burn. Her final resting place was alongside Steve, facing this hill just at the back of Kirkcudbright in Dumfriesshire where they had made their home. It was as good as it could have been.