The Bar…

… I recall the first time I ever set foot in a bar at night. I thought what a wonderland it appeared to be; so many pretty colours.
I still feel the same, pretty much!
This is a spectacular bar though..

We had a day out. Cream tea by a lake… Sketched.. We both sketched, first time in ages. And relaxed. And had a meal out.

I shall soon be back to properly blipping.
It’s been a journey, this bereavement.
The thing is, it hasn’t been the only thing going on in our lives.

The break today has felt really restorative.

Happy Easter One and All.