#1303 theoldmortuary ponders

Colour drenched.

Yesterday I was back to winter habits, dog walking in the rain and trying to guess the moments when I would get less wet.  I am a very poor predictor of rainfall and was drenched on three occasions. The most memorable when we were in the Memorial Garden of a local park.

Colour drenched

I wish Memorial Gardens would attach QR codes to the memorial plaques. The chosen biography of unknown people would be so much more enjoyable than just their name and dates of birth, and death. Why were these people loved so greatly and missed by so many?

People are so much more than the ash that feeds these blooms.

But the raindrop tears on droopong petals were beautiful yesterday.

#636 theoldmortuary ponders

A slow Sunday was had yesterday with no massive plans beyond getting all the tree sap washed off our campervan and righting a blogging wrong of the last month.

#624 theoldmortuary ponders

On the 28th May we accidentally went to a Cafe that a friend had wanted to visit with us. A link to that day’s blog is above. He was not impressed that we had gone without him, we corrected that error on Sunday.

The coffee and the food is wonderful.

Motorbikes that are displayed on the carpet are still intriguing. And Kevin, who was on a legitimate break from work, with his work phone casually dropped on the floor, was ready to talk for England.

Despite excellent company ( 3 women) he was fueled up and ready to natter, so we were forgiven for our earlier visit without him

The rest of our day passed with dog walks and Newspaper reading.There is a new mural being painted on a local pub.

And a neighbour is struggling to make a colour choice for their render.

Peonies bloomed under slightly cloudy skies.

And somewhat amazingly our first ice cream of the summer was eaten.