Bright Eye

This morning I went to a funeral service but to celebrate the life of a special friend’s daughter.  The service was beautiful, the words and music poignant and the sun shone as we left the service.

 The ducks around the pond on the village green of a village I pass through on my way home provided tranquillity and thankfulness as I thought how lucky Mr T and I are to have our children and grandchildren around us now, all healthy and larger than life.