The Peacock Spring

A welcome visit from Shelly and Ron, to collect the platinum anniversary photographs, broke the monotony of a morning spent on too-long-deferred paperwork. We enjoyed the usual ensuing conversation, naturally involving a certain amount of reminiscing. Afterwards, beset by the raging gale-force winds, I visited the postbox. Despite Jackie’s distressed efforts to bring the hanging baskets and raisedContinue reading “The Peacock Spring”