As She came down from her early morning walk She stopped for a brief while to talk with Glyn. We had already been calling to be sure he was well.
It seems almost as if his house is being taken back to the wild. There are jackdaws calling in the chimneys, hungry young in bundles of stick nests, and great-tits feeding young in nests in the sheds.
Glyn was smiling and feeling the sun beginning to warm his face, but troubled by misted vision and saddened that he can no longer go walking up the hill for hours.
But still he wanders where he can as his world gets smaller. He feeds the birds and talks to cats and passing people.
Today his smile warmed our hearts.
It seems almost as if his house is being taken back to the wild. There are jackdaws calling in the chimneys, hungry young in bundles of stick nests, and great-tits feeding young in nests in the sheds.
Glyn was smiling and feeling the sun beginning to warm his face, but troubled by misted vision and saddened that he can no longer go walking up the hill for hours.
But still he wanders where he can as his world gets smaller. He feeds the birds and talks to cats and passing people.
Today his smile warmed our hearts.
It takes a great man to be content with what he has and find enjoyment there.
ReplyDeleteIt is hard to adjust to the limits of the body but we all must. I'm so glad that he is home. And that he has his ginger friends to tell him of the world beyond.
The extent to which I adore the top photo cannot be expressed.
ReplyDeleteAll those amazing stories Glyn must have to tell...... and still living in his own home! He is so lucky to have you close at hand, just in case. His cottage looks wonderful too - full of his memories. There's a lady in our village, I should imagine about the same age and It's really difficult for them looking at such a changed world. But if I had the choice I'd choose to be Glyn with all that wonderful scenery, animals and above all caring neighbours!
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Mr Griffiths looks well today. I am glad you go visit him and keep him company.
ReplyDeleteI am concerned to hear of Glyn's diminishing vision - is it due to cataracts? If so, the surgery is "outpatient" very quickly accomplished the the results are immediate ... here in the States it is covered by Medicare - don't know if there is anything similar in Wales?
ReplyDeleteI love the picture of the cats conversing - wonder just "who and what" they were trading information on!
Ricka
Is the diminishing vision due to cataracts? If so, the operation is very easily accomplished, out-patient basis ... done very quickly in the doctor's office and the results are immediate. Here in the US, the cost is covered by Medicare - is there something similar in Wales?
ReplyDeleteLove the picture of the cats - I can only imagine what kind of pertinent information they're exchanging ...
Ricka
Lovely to see you, Glyn. And Nadolig. Warms the heart. Maggie xx
ReplyDeletea good saturday evening from virginia. glad to see mr. griffiths out and about ^..^
ReplyDeletelove the shot of him.
good thoughts to him.
Sweet Glyn, nice to see him again. Sorry to hear about his vision, I remember that happening with our Great and Great Great Grammies. Especially when they were living alone, like Mr. Griffiths.
ReplyDeleteAt least you all are close.
More superb pictures of the lovely Glynn & Nadolig - thank you for bringing a smile to an otherwise dreich Scottish afternoon.
ReplyDeleteI woul' lighe to beeseet heem, too. I woul' chaze those bords oud ob the cheemney.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if he knows that so many people all around the world have been concerned abot Mr Griffiths. And about Nadolig too, when he went missing.
ReplyDeleteIf you hadn't already got the message from my previous comments - I love your blog! Decided to rave about it on mine if you care to take a look! xxx
ReplyDeleteThe house might be falling to bits but it really is so pretty! Good to see your friend looking well :)
ReplyDeleteMr. Griffiths looks good today!
ReplyDeleteThank you Jackie and Ginger Cats for the always fine photos.
Your entry today feeds me like a storybook written for lonelyhearted grown-up children of war. :) Summer's coming, don't worry. I sent some to you from Arkansas.
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