Across the road

I’ve been to a funeral this morning with HtP. The mother of one of his friends had passed away. Even though I didn’t know her I still shed a tear.

The image is the cute house across the road from the wake location.

Working this afternoon wasn’t easy.

HtP came round for dinner. A lovely end to the day.

And thank you for all of the lovely comments on the dragonfly. He sat on my hand for ages.