The briefest of interludes

Ron has been spending much of his time care taking his dad.  It's very difficult because he still has to go to his very demanding job, but also so good for him  to have that precious time that will never be regretted.  He came home briefly tonight, and we had wine and a 'nibbly dinner' on the deck (it was a little cold but we tried not to notice) and then we drank more wine and listened to John Mayer by the fire.  It was a lovely little interlude in a sad season.