Saturday, April 2, 2011
I was doing really bad when I took these photos at Rehabcare; kept crying, and was unable to take part in the group. (and haven't stopped since, or so it seems)
The Sweet Pea in this garden has been growing well, and I'm looking for a lot more tendril-raindroplets macro photography, this summer. The kind of photos Francis loved.
I'm still doing very bad. I had hoped that by now, 9 weeks after Francis' death, but in fact I'm going downhill, I feel. I had a second session with Ann, a lovely councillor who comes to Rehabcare. Even so, I just cannot stop crying. I am so fed up with everything.
Frouke, my dear, 1st, cousin from The Hague, phoned this evening, to check to see how I'm doing and also to tell me that she is thinking of coming in May for 1 week or so. Talking already about walls, ready to be painted. So that really made me happy. Never mind the long wait till then. I thought it would be June or July, before she'd be able to get time off from work.
Tiny spider in the house, got it off the wall for a picture.
Small Magpie Moth, Idaea biselata
Primroses in Bantry
A flowering shrub
Fly on Daffodil
male Chaffinch, Fringilla coelebs
Waiting for the others to make room on the path at the backdoor, where the food is scattered these days.