Today is lunch day Meeting with friends in Farnham Raymond Blanc awaits! . Or, to put it another way, Can you tell I don’t get out very much? 🙂
The rain keeps falling Water levels rise daily Will it ever end?
In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now… Read More Remembering