Dad's view (Day 3236)

Today, after a service at the Cathedral, we laid Dad to rest at Warebeth. The sun shone, the wind eased off a bit and the clouds disappeared.
Years ago, Dad wrote to tell me he had bought and paid for his burial plot. He thought it the sensible thing to do at the time, though I was initially very worried that this was an indicator that something was wrong. He wrote that he liked this plot in particular because it has a good view and is close to the toilets.
My beautiful wife and I will ride past him often.