A year ago today this would have been the last day of
Cynthia’s life as she died in the small hours, maybe around three or four a.m.
on 22nd April. She was familiar with M3 through my conversation and
the various radio and film outings, but I think she was never able to go down
the garden and see it. However, I feel she is with me when I make my daily
visits.
Today a holly blue – a fallen fragment of Heaven – came and
visited the Green Sanctuary. There were
also the usual speckled woods and a passing small white. There was a warm southerly wind and the
ground is already getting quite dry after a very wet winter..
Four dandelion plants were in bloom, the larger eastern and
western and the two smaller one on Troy Track by the spindle trees and I continued
my hand grazing, this time along the spinal stones of Cynthia’s Ridge.
