this morning I went for breakfast at the “A” with my grandson which was a lovely treat…

as we walked there he mentioned something about my having an opportunity to ride in a police car…

it reminded me that I had ridden in the back of a police car when they came to the door and drove me to the hospital when George died…

I don’t really want to do that again;-(…

there are still many days when the loss seems so fresh…

later in the day I spent some time in the garden… first opportunity to enjoy the warmth and sunlight… starting to look pretty good after the work done this week…

a squirrel came right up beside me while I was quietly reading in the sunshine…

still need the pond cleaned, the pump installed and the beds tidied…

much to do…