rainbows

it was about this time last year that i lost a dear family member. glad i was in singers to say my goodbyes in person at ITU but was back in the UK when the funeral rolled round. on a sidenote, was at GOS doing a placement at paed/neonatal ICU and it was a bit of a bus man's holiday having to explain the machines to my very sad mother who was convinced he was going to go while we were in the room ("no ma, he's stable." "is he getting better?" "no.") awful awful stuff. went walking on the day of the funeral and saw a rainbow, which was nice. not reading too much into it but i felt comforted, and i remember what an oncology consultant told me once upon a time about how there is nothing wrong in grief and take / use whatever helps one cope.

so to see more rainbows is always a nice thing. i feel like such a child whenever there's a rainbow, so much so that friends will send me photos of rainbows they've spotted in town. although i promise i'm no crusty, unwashed hippie such phenomena are more readily associated with ;)

there are no rainbows in the later photos (you're not missing anything!) but i just wanted to show how pretty the place is.