The funeral is behind us. It was a very sad, but excellent service. All sorts of things my brother loved were there--his family, his Marine friends, horses pulling the casson carrying his coffin, swords, a military band, a gun salute, and bagpipes. It was a dreary cloudy day, just perfect for a funeral and and late that evening after all his friends had left, rain came along with two loud claps of thunder and bolts of lightning -- a perfect end to the funeral day of a man who loved storms. As excellent as his funeral was, I wish he was still here and there had been no reason for a funeral at all.
But, of all the people about whom it is said "he wouldn't want us to go around crying" I think it is especially true of my brother. So, I'm trying not to do any crying. It isn't easy because, not only do I miss him, I also miss my Darby!
There is someone canine here at my niece's house who is temporarily taking her place--Nico, the springer spaniel, who, my sister discovered also loves to sleep on the sofa on her back with all four legs up in the air! Kathy spent a large part of yesterday evening with Nico's head in her lap!
I'd post a picture of Nico here, but my iPhone died a bit ago when I was out walking and pulled it out to take a photo of a white tailed deer who ran across the road in front of me! Maybe that California-bred iPhone just couldn't take the 40 degree temp!
The nearest Apple store is an hour away, and I am here for seven more days. I think I'll have to make the drive!