Wishing..

Wishing that the kingfisher would land on that branch in the water...the reflections were amazing...
Wishing that my back would be more comfortable...
Wishing that 'Wifey' were here...
Wishing that the wind weren't quite so chilly....
Wishing that I'd put that fleece on......

Wishing.....just for a little while, that my dear old Dad were still here...he would have loved today....

Wishing does nothing......

I smile and think of all the stuff I will remember for next time...especially that bloody fleece!
Dad...him I never forget.