The Thursday tour is cancelled this week, folk, as I bring you some sad news. Doddery Old Fart of Rest Area 300m died yesterday. It seems only a couple of weeks ago that I introduced you all to him and I'm sure his images and unusual humour are going to be missed.
I never met Doddery in person but I felt as if I knew him. He seemed to represent something a little bit old fashioned, something that you don't find so often. I'm going to miss him.
There's a lesson here, guys. Let's not get so caught up in what were doing that we forget the important things. I'm know I'm as guilty as anyone of that at the moment.
My husband has gone off fishing tonight and I left the computer for just long enough to give him a quick kiss goodbye and then back to work on the website.
And what does it all really matter?
People, and our relationships with them, are the only thing that really matter.
Take care, my fellow bloggers. Look both ways before you cross the street.
walking the Big Beech trail
3 days ago