Memories

My Nan passed away a year ago today. Remembering what a strong woman she was and how she really was the matriarch of our family. Remembering how we were never allowed to have cheek to her but she loved a sense of comic comebacks, and of all the love she always showed me. I can't ever bake a pie or put flowers in a jug or a pot instead of a vase, or plant things in my garden without thinking of her. And of course, she is why my heart will always be in a cottage by the sea.