Our lives are a complete wasteland and full of sadness and tears so what did Himself do, bought me riding lessons, and then a horse! The physical work of looking after, the challenge of getting on and riding, the novelty of complete terror, takes you out of ordinary life, and when you spot the magic of your old horse when wobbles his lower lip and talks back, marvellous. Not so marvellous when you fly off and get not a little damaged, but hey, even that was an adventure that I wouldn't have had.
And today, he and I went off on a potter and both did our best. Not good you understand but we communed.