Today we climbed to the top of Haresfield Beacon and scattered Lucie's ashes into the sunlight. It was a bright, cold winter's day with no wind and little cloud. We were alone; myself, Neville, Peter and Guisook and as we stood on the hilltop we could see right over the Severn vale, to May Hill and beyond. This was a place that Lucie loved, she often went there when she was able to walk. She will rest here peacefully.
From Liz on 13/01/2012
Lucie wrote several childrens' stories set in Cranham.
these can be found at
www.cranham.net/childrens/Storiesindex.htm
From liz on 01/01/2012
This is a poem that Lucie loved; she had a copy of it in her kitchen
The life that I have is all that I have
and the life that I have is yours.
The love that I have of the life that I have
is yours and yours and yours.
A sleep I shall have, a rest I shall have
yet death will be but a pause,
For the peace of my years in the long green grass
will be yours and yours and yours.
Leo Marks 1943
From liz on 01/01/2012