Professional chef, part time photographer and mountain bike junkie
I don't know why, but it feels very therapeutic having the sound of the rain hitting your window wake you up
Watching a beautiful sunset makes you realise no matter what we are all lucky to be alive
The Willow Tree Bury me under a willow A weeping willow tree There'll be no need to grieve my love, The tree will cry for me Just give a thought to the good times we had in days gone by, fill your mind with happy thoughts, there's no need to sigh, The tree will sigh for me When your twilight years are here and memories are hard to save, come sig beside the tree that protects me in my grave, it's the tree that weeps for me My darling when your sad day comes please come and lie with me, Under the beautiful willow, The weeping willow tree, The the tree will weep for thee.. This was written by my dad in 1997 the day before he passed away
