I suppose frontiers should generally be new ones!
But not these, familiar ones instead.
We have been away in Cornwall dear Blogging friends, spending time with our Aunt in her lovely rural home.
When we returned home we observed that Mrs H's world was consumed by W O R K.
So glad to be visiting you all again now, at last!
Mr Bingley walking the boundaries
Nature doesn't acknowledge frontiers... you know ...
I wish to go forth (but Mum would miss me)
Bingley checking out Crows
Sitting with Aunt
We can see where she is struggling with knowledge. We
can see what she forgets completely but also what she knows she once knew. We
can tell how she is trying to remember. It is possible to alleviate her physical
pain, but mental pain - her dementia – no we don’t know how. If only we did.
Love you Auntie.
... and then we go out again, rest up a bit, ponder life.
... the next day the sun comes out and we get up early, drive to Newquay and walk the cliff and beach.
Finishing off with a veggie breakfast.
Mr Bingley supervised the tree surgeons taking down some wayward trees on our boundary.
Plenty of logs for the stove.
... also he supervised the flies and a number of ants ...
(some cat must)
A day trip to Glendurgan Gardens a stunning spot (felines kept the bed warm at home).
When we came home Mr Bingley checking nosed BIG TIME in the shed.
Darcy and Bingley
We have had a holiday, and we'd like to take it up
professionally.
