A tribute, in solace

When the rain has hung the leaves with tears . . . (Donovan) These words and their beautiful melody keep playing in my mind. I listen and thank Donovan for the feeling of understanding. And then I remember not to sit too long in the sorrow for the loss of friends who have recently left this life – two human ones, two equine ones. You remember, that’s all. One was a neighbour, very much a part of my life here as it’s such a tiny hamlet and the few of us are a close ‘llan’. One a friend (with his wife who I was at school with – oh so many years ago) who I saw a lot of a while back when we all lived in the New Forest. Since we moved to different areas we’ve rarely seen each other, but have al

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