Today marks the fifth anniversary of Dad’s death, and though he is much missed, I’m choosing to use today as a day to reflect on many good memories.
Something I admired about our Dad was his deep sense of responsibility towards the local community. He was well known in his local area for helping others and for getting stuff done. After he died, Dad was remembered with the planting of some trees in Littleheath woods, a place we often visited as a family when we were kids.
I’ve yet to visit the tree planting, and it may yet be a while before I do so. The weather’s been awful in the past few days, and I expect the woods are really wet and muddy. Maybe I’ll toddle over later in the week and take a look…we’ll see. For now – I’ll make do with an impression of what the woods will look like on a clearer day once Spring begins to show.
