Wistful Wednesday

 On Saturday we scattered our beloved 17 year old nephews ashes in the hills above our city. On one side of the (above photo) hill you can view the Port and out to sea, keep swimming and you will eventually get to South America!

To the other side (above) are views over the city and on to the nearby Mountain ranges. There wasn't a breath of wind, and as we laid our boy to rest 3 bell birds suddenly shot out of the bushes, circled around and 2 flew away with one remaining for about 5 minutes in a cabbage tree overhead, almost like it was checking to see if all was well before it too flew away. Just lovely.

Rest easy, Matt. We love you and miss you so much.