tragic

Starting this Sunday in a lazy way, walk about the house for a while and then take a walk through the town. Meet an old acquaintance by chance, and stay for a chat. Together in a café he talks in a flood about his plans, his family and his hobby. A short suggestion starts another flood, whether it is morals or anything else.

Two cups of coffee later say goodbye, there is a chance to meet up later in the week.

Go home and lie down for a while, after feeding the cat.

Awaken in the afternoon, and start to cook a small amount of food for the evening meal. There is a telephone call, it is the brother. He speaks of his successes, he is a master of gardening and garden design. He now has work for the European Commission.

Start to make an evening meal.

There is another phone call, a call from an old friend. She has a story to tell, a tragedy. Her parents both together decided that their life had run and used medical products to end their lives. This telephone call was long. It was not long ago that  both parents seemed alive and cheerful. Now they are gone, and their daughter and their grandchild are alone. It is hard to understand this. It is not clear as to whether this was a brave decision or not

Finish cooking, perhaps a visit to the studio will be in order today. A glass of beer and a bit of late night work would be good.