Pond(ering)

Quiet day - stroll for the Sunday Papers via the Cuilc and back home for (light)  lunch. Then drove home via Dobbies (for cream tea using MrT's birthday voucher before it expired) and stopping off at Kilmadock Cemetery. 

The day the clocks go back is  now always bittersweet for us - even more so this year when the anniversary of Kyle's death coincides with the clocks going back as they did 11 years ago.   

Life goes on as we remember and for me it is often in song. This one which Kyle often played is been running through my head today.