It's been a few weeks since i lost Emmy now, still i enjoy my daily ( if possible )walks, but miss her company, got to thinking about her last days.
Across the fields from home is a farm, on that farm lives a Collie dog called Bruce, Emmy and Bruce were friends and always greeted one another when we walked past but he never called home, that is until two days before her death, he came to the gate, they greeted one another then he left, he hasn't been back since and he doesn't come out to greet me when i walk past now..
Cue creepy music ! What did he know ! i guess animals have a sixth sense, who knows but it is strange and in a way very sweet.
I like taking my camera and i like the unusual, so unusual and random !
The plant in my bathroom finally got flowers.
The old railway bridge still blackend by the steam engines that passed beneath , now it's the start of the trail that takes you back in time across the unspoilt Fens,Whixall and Bettisfield Mosses, along that trail winter on the Blueberry farm.
The Snowdrops survived the snow.