R's rue

 Today our choir master and leader emailed us all with the sad news that Sharn, one of our fellow choristers had been killed in a freak accident . It’s a strange thing losing “one of our own” and slowly but surely our choir website is filling with thoughts and best wishes for Sharn’s family and her friends  Durme durme from Going Gently https://ift.tt/33aN161

 you will be free when you stop trying to fix follow and comply Stop it's your mandate for your sanity and health I plead with you Give it up Your soul needs  True rest it hasn't known it In years because your obedience isn't all there You follow but don't surrender from R's rue https://ift.tt/36Tqr2U

 I dont know what shes singing about but boy is she determined  from Going Gently https://ift.tt/3kXVaRk

Keeper's Cottage at Gringley Lock I have a bout of blogstipation this morning. Just can't come up with anything to blog about. Either that or I am feeling too idle to bother germinating the seeds of any current ideas. Ah well, that's how it goes during a worldwide health pandemic I guess. Consequently, I shall grasp the lazy option by sharing another batch of the photographs I took on Thursday when walking in north Nottinghamshire south of the appropriately named River Idle. Ripened maize - still not harvested St Peter & St Paul Church, Gringley-on-the-Hill Park Farm amidst the maize north of Gringley The River Idle near Misson - once it was an important inland waterway Pear Tree House, Gringley-on-the-Hill and the view north over former marshland towards The Humber from Yorkshire Pudding https://ift.tt/3nKa1AH