Tell me about the virus daddy


Very powerful 
Enjoy

NEIL FINDS LOVE....OR SO HE HOPES

The search for his next chapter begins.

Neil clicked on a profile which turned out to be Debbie.  He read a short history that she shared about her life as a single lady looking for just the right guy and how unsuccessful she had been in finding a committed relationship.   He liked the way she looked and wondered if she would contact him back.

After several days of somewhat flirty texts back and forth, they arranged to meet at a pub for a face to face meeting. 

She told him about her life, but he wasn't really listening - only appearing to because his mind was going crazy with thoughts about his wife who had passed away eight  months earlier.   He wondered should he be this honest and open on this first face to face meeting with this pretty lady across from him.  He decided that this was the only right course of action.  However, he couldn't relate the story without tears and before too long, Debbie received a phone call which she quickly took and getting up from the table apologized for the emegency call she just received and how she had to attend to this call immediately.

Neil was left sitting there with his glass of beer and tears in his eyes wondering if he would ever get over Sarah.  A part of him wanted to leave and go home and the other part was waiting ...waiting long enough to finish his beer to see if by some chance Debbie would come back to the restaurant to hear the rest of his story.  His tears truly told him that he was ready to close that chapter of his life and to step out into a new version of himself. 

"WHEN IT IS DARKNESS, WE CAN SEE THE STARS"
Ralph Waldo Emerson



A Drone's View


Early May means just one thing
The flowering of the garden Montana .
I photographed the flowers covering the garden arch just as the velvet voiced Linda texted for a weekly "all is well!" check up!
I noticed on the app site that one of the wardens had brought a drone in to check the condition of the Church Bell and there has been much discussion about cherry pickers and who has a head for heights!
I have downloaded two photos from the drone visit
A different perspective of my cottage!


 Bwthyn y llan ( bottom left) a stones throw from the church .



The West part of the village , lying at the base of the Gop.

I'm making soup at the moment , some for me and some for Marion and John over at Bron Haul Marion fractured her pelvis and is only eating easymade sandwiches at lunchtimes
I've left out the chilli,
" chilli plays havoc with old lady's  bowels!" Marion once told me
Mary was sat at the living room window looking out for Hattie who has just turned up to take her for a walk. I made Hattie soup, she left homemade scones .
The barter of the countryside continues.

I'm going to design my chess figures today. The clay is all wrapped up carefully under the sink in readiness.
I'm got the lawn to cut and a climbing rose to prune

I think I may wear my PPE when tackling the rose, those thorns will have an eye out


A steady stream of villagers have passed by today
Animal Helper Pat  has too many bedding plants so I have arranged to buy some . She looks well if  not a bit lonely  and old Trevor at 96 walked passed for his daily 2 mile constitutional looking mighty fine



My uniforms are cleaned and are hung up behind the back door,
They are turning gently in the breeze like silent blue wind chimes

I'm back at work tomorrow.
The weekend has drifted past like giant clouds on a faint wind
Slowly and rather silently
Hey ho