Spiritual Sunday

Up before the larks as per usual this morning, aunties needs aren’t great but they are more important than mine.
Tea, porridge, meds, strip bedding crucial conversation about the day ahead and her comical dreams:)
This morning Lorraine and I attended the All Saints Church of England service for Trinity Sunday. It was a wonderful experience and we were delighted with the warm reception from the congregation if a little sparse.
Logan and I headed out to the coast in Amadeus for some nature, fresh air and exercise. I purchased a season pass for parking which covers both of my vehicles.
Logan was like a whippet out of a trap and was so happy to charge about an ru free in the glorious sunshine.
I sat with Logan after he’d finished his antics and played the echo harp I had purchase from a recently opened collectables shop. Quite a surreal experience occurred, the large group of horses looked up immediately and started slowly moving towards us. Logan was a little afraid and did his usual thing trying to make everyone think that he’s the big dog and he would eat them up if they got too close:))
Thy got so close that I could feel their breath on my virtually hairless head before strolling off and then galloping off at full throttle across the burrows.
My theory is that the “music” from the harp reminded them of fair ground or circus music??
Back home through an absolutely jammed up road system due to a motorcycle show which was obviously a big pull for local people. I suppose with the present situation in the media and the fact that it was free entry was a big part of why.
Back home for a discussion with three of my cousins to see about aunties care going forward before I headed off in Amadeus with Logan for a short break on my favourite campsite just a short drive from home.A lovely chat with Lorraine about the days events and how her day had panned out before settling down in Amadeus listening to the soft(heavy) May rain on the roof.