A last evening

We spent the day doing local things. A lazy morning, a walk in Finsbury Park where the Js fed the pigeons, a walk through Abney Park Cemetery, one last dinner together at the Brownswood Tavern.
The sky was pretty as the sun set over the park. 
K was prettier still as she watched the colours in the sky.

Time together is nearly over. The countdown to the next time begins immediately. As long as I can manage this, this will always be the case.