Under House Arrest day 366

Wednesday. Kev did the washing and I sent to rearranging some of my craft stuff before doing some more to my dyalog and square journal. I have some larger images that won't fit in the dyalog so I've started doing pages from what I've learned from the online classes. I'm crap at tipping in to art journals so I think I need to gather all my loose pages and put in a folder rather than keep trying to add them into a journal. 

Sadly, it's looking like another of our neighbours is coming to the end of her days. Family are starting to arrive and there has been much medical activity over at her bungalow. Bless, nice lady, Stella I hope her passing is gentle and she finds peace. It is a little stab every time it happens, that's the price of living in this sort of community, you see it happen every so often, but it isn't nice. We call it death valley, not because we don't care, it's just our way of coping with it, dark humour has always got us through bad times. Doesn't mean that your heart doesn't sink whenever you see an ambulance or paramedics arrive.