last night I spent some time in the hot tub…

was thinking about the conversations that George and I used to have there late in the evening, in the dark…

we’d talk about work, the house, the kids, everything…

went through the day missing him… we had a few jobs at the office that he would have helped sort out…

had problems with some technology during the day and this evening as well…

feel a bit like spring will never come… reminded me of a card I received from a former colleague, a number of years ago… came across it when I was working on the shelves in the hall… it mentioned that spring always comes…

trying to hold onto that… need to get some more flowers I think… they often help…

these crocuses have all died off now…