We walked for five or so miles taking in Shiplake where the river Thames was providing a scene of rowing fun for groups who rowed to compete.
From tunnels of green to open yellow stubble we walked and talked. A common thought like a red lace pulled our words together. Where were Sue and Brambles on a beautiful day like this? The beagle with black ears and brown eyes was with Martin and all of Sue’s children. Five adult children plus wives and grandchildren making many more.
We miss her.
It all happened so quickly. The third person with pancreatic cancer. A silent enemy warrior that takes over before you know its name. Fit and strong with energy it doesn’t seem to care. Sad.
Daniel 12: 1
Isaiah 27:5
It was a walk in thoughts and talk. Through yellow stubble where hares will run in the moonlight and bales of hay wait to be lifted and where the Thames moves with swimmers leaving their clothes on the shore and people shout for their favourites to paddle faster and we, we miss Sue.
EG White.
Take care,
Sandy
So sad dear Sandy! We shall all leave an empty spot to loved ones one day🥲 But the hope remains to meet each other again🙏🏻
Hope! By the word means we can’t prove it but faith and hope are what we have. So sorry