The beautiful path in December

This is the beautiful path first blipped in June I think, again in October (26th ish!) and now in December. What changes in 3 photos.

Today I have been to lay the Christmas wreath for my dear grandma and granda. I do like my little stroll down this path and have a sense of peace afterwards. I used to feel guilty because I didn't go often enough but that guilt has been taken away and now I visit more regularly. I should have gone a little sooner tho as the last flowers had seen better days (very dead) so a mental note not to leave it so long.

I did the usual thing of taking water from the well with the metal cup to water my wreath before securing with bent over welding rods lovingly supplied by my youngest brother and were perfect for this occassion.

I apoligised as usual to my grandmother for my lack of flower arranging skills then we said a prayer for mam, granny and granda then headed back up the beautiful path.

It again was peaceful apart from a teenage daughter thinking she would jump in my photo and pose on my beautiful path!