Our anniversary.
It continues to be such a long, dark passage.
My friend and his wife had made plans ages ago to come up from Cornwall and stay on the coast near here about an hour or so’s drive away. They are scouting the area looking ahead to retirement over the next couple of years. We had made plans to meet up but as it drew closer and with feeling so ropey I got a bit panicky. With the ways the days fell there was no way of avoiding the date as the plan was to stop over a night. I spoke to him just before and asked if he was sure...it was their holiday week after all and they don’t want a miserable cow in residence. He insisted that company would be a good thing.
This was the view from my window. Strangely enough it almost looks out on to the lay-by that my husband and I camped out on on one of our early trips together.