Dawn opened a pink and indigo awning over our Old Post House this morning.
Later, we drove to Shelly and Ron’s home in Glenville Road, Walkford where the three Rivett sisters and their spouses gathered for the annual laying of the tribute wreath for the ladies’ mother in Hinton Woodland Burial Ground.
After mulled wine and nibbles I walked with Ron along Glenville Road and turned left to the
drive to the burial ground where a recently downed tree had been hauled to the verge.
The others passed us and arrived at
Mum’s plot first.
We gathered together to pay our respects.
I could not manage to walk all the way back, and it amused my sisters-in-law to announce that there would be no room for me in a car. Fortunately they were only joking, and I just had to
retrace my steps to the car park.
Back at Glenville Road Shelly produced a splendid meal of succulent beef stew; creamy mashed potato and swede; tender green beans, firm cauliflower and broccoli, followed by a mixed fruit crumble and cream or custard according to preference. Red and white wines were imbibed, and after coffee we enjoyed conversation on a wide range of topics.
Needless to say no further sustenance was required when we returned home.
Were thy suggesting you were too big or the car too small? (like I don’t know already, eh? haha)
🙂 Thanks a lot, GP
I thought of you yesterday, GP. Your Michael’s tree is now big enough to make pine cones. There are a few up near the top now.
Wow! I’m lovin’ it!! I have the pictures you’ve taken in a frame (in order of growth) next to his Marine photo. I think you know just how much that tree means to me and your friendship for planting it!!
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I know you understand!
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How lovely. Mum and dad are buried there, too, feeding an oak tree. As is my uncle. I hope they all get together after hours for a bit of a knees up with you mum.
Now there’s a pleasant thought, Geoff. Thanks a lot
I hope they do, too. 💙
God bless you and your family, sir. 🙏🏻❤️
Many thanks, John
I remember the wreath-laying tradition. Such a lovely way to remember loved ones no longer with us.
Thank you very much, Liz
You’re welcome, Derrick.
Good that they were just joking.
Indeed. Thanks very much, Peggy
The wreath-laying is such a lovely tradition. Thank you for including us, Derrick. I love that you call snacks “nibbles.” I like that better. 😉
Much appreciated, Jill. Thank you
You poor dear. I’m guessing the village does not support Lyft or Uber. Good thing they were kidding.
Thanks very much, Pat. 🙂
what a lovely tradition!
Thanks very much, Lola
A lovely place for a final rest
It is, Sylvie. Thanks very much
Phew! Glad to read they were joking.
🙂 Thanks a lot, Laurie
I second Laurie. Was your knee acting up? I like the tradition of laying a wreath or decorating. Last summer I scrubbed off my Dad’s stone. Since Mom can’t get out there now, a bit of lichen had started up.
Thanks a lot, Lisa. Both knees have been done so I am really out of practice, but now recover quickly after the effort.
What a lovely family day you enjoyed.
I appreciate the times when as a family we get together and remember our brothers/parents/grandparents with love and plenty of smiles along the way.
Yes, indeed. It is special for me because I have fond memories of Mum R, too. She was very supportive when Jackie and I separated. Thanks a lot, Sue
That is so nice to hear.
The Hinton Woodland Burial Ground appears to be the sort of place I would like to be put to rest Derrick
Yes – unfortunately we have to use their undertaker service, which we didn’t know when we made our funeral plans a few years ago. Thanks very much, Ivor
That was an unkind jest.
We all knew they didn’t mean it. Thanks a lot, Tootlepedal
I had to look up “swede” I learned something, so much easier to say than Rutabaga.
I’m pleased, Bridget. Thanks a lot
It’s good to have family and friends for such traditions, especially when you know they are joking in good nature.
It is, indeed, JoAnna. Thanks very much
The beauty of the dawn has been captured to the last glistening atom in the photographs. That was a beautiful pilgrimage spiced up with humour.
Much appreciated, Uma. Thank you
Lovely tradition
Thanks very much, Sheree
What a beautiful tradition filled with love. And an added plus of gathering for a meal, too. Good memories being made. 🙂 <3
I appreciate having relatives I can tease with. 😀
I'm sure you do, too. 😉
(((HUGS)))
Yes – teasing is good, Carolyn. Thank you very much X
A lovely spray of holly and yew (not too sure it’s yew)
Thanks a lot, John. We are not sure
This is a worthwhile tradition. I am intrigued by the water station – is there a hand pump there?
Thanks very much, Anne. There are standing pipes with taps at intervals. People can plant only wild flowers around the plots.
Thank you 🙂
A lovely tradition, and beautiful day spent with loved ones. Thank you for sharing, Derrick.
Much appreciated, Merril
What a wonderful tradition and lovely time spent with loved ones.
Thank you very much, Eugi
You’re welcome, Derrick.
I remember this annual paying of respect at the burial ground. The dawn was beautiful, and the day looked to pleasantly sunny enough for observance of the tradition. Best to you and Jackie.
Thanks very much from us both, Lavinia
This is a lovely tribute to the ladies mother, Derrick. It is so nice that she is so well remembered.
Thank you very much, Robbie
Luckily there was still room 😉
🙂 Thanks very much, Ribana
Nothing gets us through life more easier than a healthy sense of humour 🙂
Quite so, Suzanne. Thanks very much.
Wonderful winters dinner menu shared among family memories
(I will try to catch up, with your blog, but don’t see that truly happening…)
No pressure, Catherine. Thank you very much.
A good sense of humor from your SILs!
Yes, thanks very much, Barbara
Sounds like a lovely meal and a delightful visit with family. Your photos are splendid as always, Derrick, and your meal sounds delicious. I’m glad you were able to catch a ride back!
Thanks very much, Jan X