Monday 9th March

.

After a quick check-up

We’re back from hospital

A colonoscopy soon

Being philosophical

Polyp to be removed

Practical and logical

A bit uncomfortable

Not mission impossible

.

Thinking of you

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Very high tide today

Surfers making the most of the waves

Sunday 8th March

.

Off to Exeter again

Check-up appointment tomorrow

The colorectal surgeon

Shall I wear a mask: yes or no?

.

Devon’s the country’s hotspot

Stay away from coughs and sneezes

Just sensible handwashing

Then I won’t catch any diseases

.

Thinking of you

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

A walk along the side of the canal

The River Exe

Watching the swans

Sparkling water

Saturday 7th March

.

All your memories

Locked in my heart forever

Replaying, replaying

I’ll never forget, never

.

Love you so much

Darling Angel son

xxxxx

A kiss from you x

Pretty Porthmeor Beach this afternoon

Walkers and surfers enjoying themselves

Quite calm on the harbour

The Arches

High tide

Friday 6th March

.

I love you

Wish things had been different

I miss you

Wish things had been normal

I think of you

Wish there was a cure

.

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Thursday 5th March

.

And I know

I won’t see you

Not just yet awhile

But until I do

Remembering

All we went through

A life well lived

With a love so true

.

Thinking of you sweetheart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

St Ives from Lambeth Walk

Fluffy clouds overhead

Bright and breezy

An outgoing tide

Looking towards Pedn Olva

Wednesday 4th March

.

Remembering you always

Your soul with us, stays

Gone for far too many days

Sweet head upon the cloud, lays

My eyes to heaven raise

.

Thinking of you poppet

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Tuesday 3rd March

.

Every photograph

Has a story to tell

Each and every picture

I know so well

.

And I miss you so

Dearest, darling boy

Precious Angel son

Who brought so much joy

.

xxxxx

Man’s Head, Porthmeor

The Island

March 2015, hospital canteen.

Frank escaping from the ward for a while.

Monday 2nd March

.

Remembering moments

That’s all I have left

So many memories

Of which I’m so blessed

.

Fly high sweet Starman

Precious Angel son

In my heart always

Now forever young

.

xxxxx

A nonchalant squirrel scrabbling for food

Blue skies over the town this morning

Sunday 1st March

.

I wish for the grip

Of an invisible hand

And to hear a voice

That would be so grand

To see that sweet smile

Take me off to dreamland

To lose you too soon

That just wasn’t planned

.

Thinking about you sweetie

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Porthmeor Beach

Storm Jorge on the way

Low tide walkers

The harbour beach

Blue skies for a while

Weekend walks on the sand

Saturday 29th February

.

Day after day

Grey upon grey

Hours of showers

Battering the flowers

Waiting for Spring

The warmth it’ll bring

.

Thinking of you

Darling Angel son

xxxxx