 Today we scattered my Father's ashes to the rocks and the sea
at the 'Berry Head Hotel' Brixham Devon where Francis Henry Lyte lived and wrote the hymn 'Abide with me' Scatter my ashes - John Galsworthy Scatter my ashes. Let them be free to the air, soaked in the sunlight and rain, Scatter with never a care whether you find them again. Let them be grey in the dawn, bright if the noontime be bright, And when night’s curtain is drawn starry and dark with the night. Let the birds find them and take lime for their nests, and the beast nibbling the grizzled grass, make merry with salt to his feast. Scatter my ashes! Hereby I make it a trust. I in no grave be confined, Mingle my dust with the dust, Give me to the wind! Scatter my Ashes
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 A great light gone from the world
Elizabeth II. 1926 - 2022  For all our friends meeting in Dordrecht Holland this weekend. Sorry we couldn't be there.
The spaces between friends - Ceramic figures - Paul Field |
