With all the gloom that pervades the media these days, I was beginning to become despondent.
And then my daughter sent me this photograph of my Californian grandchildren, the twins Kiki and Harry, dressed up for some formal occasion.
When I saw it, "my heart soared like a hawk", as Chief Dan George exclaimed when his grandson reappeared after a long absence.
So, much as I want to be a Grumpy Old Man these days, I realise that there are forces conspiring against me, causing - as in the case of this photograph - a big smile on my face and a warm glow in my chest.
I know when I am beaten: I will just have to put up with being serene for a while.
1 comment:
Thanks for sharing that lovely photo. Such things cheer one up tremenjous. Las week, staying in London with our youngest daughter, I was greeted on Thursday morning by senior great granddaughter ( a little over two) saying (very clearly) "Good Morning, Great Grandpa Horner". I think she had been primed by her mother and grandmother until word perfect, but I must admit that it set me in humour for the morning (no, the Day).
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