A weekend with friends and daffodils in Rydal

A thousand daffodils at Barks Ridge

I spent last weekend with friends in Rydal. It was the annual daffodil festival, held every 2nd weekend in September. The weather was magnificent, the company convivial and the daffodils splendid.

My friends and I stayed at Rydal Mount which is a small conference centre owned by my friend, Anne.

Several gardens in the village were open and awash with daffodils and the tulips were just beginning to poke their heads up. There were also gardens open in properties we visited around Rydal.

Chappel House was magnificent.

Anne and Ros at Rydal Mount.

There was a chill in the air, but the sun shone brightly all weekend and many, many visitors came to the small village which has a population of 81.

Put it on your 'places to visit' list - recommend September. Rydal is between Lithgow and Bathurst on the road that passes Lake Lyell.

At last - a decision and peace of mind

Well, the break away at Hyams Beach had mixed results. The weather was lousy - rain, wind, cold, power black-out! Not so good for walking on the beach or spending any time outdoors. However, all was not lost. The project I set myself to sort out 40 years of photographs was completed :) All the photos I need/want to keep are now compactly stored in 2 pretty photo boxes. All other photos and the old albums that they were in have been ditched. Whew! It feels good.

And I have finally had some advice from a medico, who has no connection with me or my 'case'. However he has worked in the oncology and radiotherapy field all of his career. He has given me peace of mind and allowed me to let go of the anxiety that has been haunting me about whether to have radiotherapy or not. The decision is 'No'. I will rely on scans and blood tests regularly. Whew! That feels good, too.

And now to concentrate on the 90th birthday party for my father next month, emptying his house by mid December and helping him to find his new home.

Grrrr..

As reported before, the story goes on and on.... never ending. Yesterday's visit to the surgeon was frustrating. No definitive opinion or action being taken - just a referral to another surgeon for an opinion.

But for now I am ensconsed in my friend's house at Hyams Beach overlooking Jervis Bay and the whitest sands in the world!

Life is OK, for now:)