The sun can change a dull spring to one full of color.
I stopped at the Spurwink cemetery as I hadn't for a couple of years. Things were beginning to bloom and sky was so blue and the grass so green. It changed my prospective on this spring.
Whilst it may seem bizarre, I rather like cemeteries. There's no sense of the frantic, neither airs, nor graces nor protocol. ’The Quiet', whose graves we visit...offer us a timeless bond, space and place to pause, reflect, remember and be thankful for how they have touched our lives with laughter, kindness, patience and wisdom. They are my ever present family. They have touched my life and continue to do so. ‘The Quiet' accompany me each and every day...I wouldn’t want to be without them.
