I hadn't deliberately wanted to sum up our existence in this house- a little family lurching fron one crisis to another, whether the crisis be mundane or really quite distressing. The allegory of strawberries and suns both came gradually, but made me smile as well.
And that's about as far as my philosophy goes these days, smiling as much as life allows, or maybe smiling in affirmation of the precious, fragile beauty of it all. So here's a fortnight-late thanks offering, covering Mattman's hospital admission and discharge during the last week, as well as the painful loss of Carole Beattie. Whose parents will always make me smile.