Secret Garden

Spent the morning trying to get on top of paperwork and admin jobs. Finally got the call I've been waiting for. Talking therapy starts Thursday. Relieved and apprehensive. 
Took Dad in law to have his check ups at the hospital and made a visit to Farleigh Hospice 'Secret Garden'. There used to be a flower fairy sitting on the Chapel windowsill of the old Farleigh where Peter was, but when it was demolished they let me put it on an upturned flowerpot in what was the staff garden at the new building. When I went this summer to give the nurses their 24 roses, there was no sign of the fairy or her pot. She had a repair to one wing many years ago so I'm imagining she fell apart again and current staff didn't know where she'd come from. Anyway, I'd been on the lookout for a new one, which has sat in the garage for a month or two. Good opportunity today to set her in her spot and sit in the sun, listening to the pond trickle and remember. Happy day.