Ron was able to pry me out of the house this morning for a day trip to Paxon and then to Tower Hill.
We visited Marjorie’s grave. The baskets that the cemetery had placed are quite handsome.
We had lunch at Tower Hill – ham and cheese for Ron, salmon for me – admired the decorated indoor trees, several done with recycled materials, and strolled through the conservatories.
Got home in time to see the beginning of the sunset from the Bourne bridge and to do dishes and laundry while watching “Copper” on Netflix.
Ron drove for 4+ hours yesterday just so that I could visit my Mum’s grave. Talk about love!