At the going down of the sun...
...We will remember them.
Lest we forget.
Today was an Anzac day unlike any other. Along with most of my neighbours I stood at the end of the driveway with candle listening to the Dawn Service in Canberra. At 6 am there was a minutes silence and I could hear echoing across the neighbourhood the faint sounds of someone playing the last post. It was quite haunting.
The rest of the day has been a write off so to redeem myself I took the hounds to Hams beach and deviated via Swansea only to catch the last of the sunset.
I have put the hounds up in the extra. Maggy absolutely adores Hamish. He is beginning to soften to her.