Visit to Scotland
I gave my Artist's Way group an exercise on Monday night. I gave each person a piece of paper with one sentence written on it, and asked them to continue on writing, a short story a poem or a memory. There were a few pieces of parper left in the box ,as the students got on with their task,I picked out one for myself. The line was " It is my favourite place because....this is what I wrote. It is my favourite place because it is steeped in memories of my dad. We scattered his ashes there last weekend,at the edge of the loch, below the deep blue mountains as the sun was going down. I thought of what is said on Armistice day...... something like " At the end of the day, as the sun goes down,we will remember them" That day was filled with love for dad, and a growing love for each other. The five of us went,with dad,on our last journey with him,to say our last farewell. " at the end of the day,when the sun goes down, I will remember you dear beloved pa! This was writ...