Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Kindness and Grace


We’ve all been down to Devon this week, to attend the funeral of Mr Uphilldowndale’s aunt N; a lady of great kindness and grace, regular readers may remember her lovely 90th birthday party last year.

Aunt N was the consummate hostess, she would very much have approved of the  glorious flowers in the village hall, arranged by her friends; the delicious tea (especially the cakes)


and of her beloved church being so abundantly decorated

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for the harvest festival,

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The peel of church bells to celebrate her life  that rang  out true and clear across the estuary, was perfect, just perfect…


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

10 thoughts on “Kindness and Grace

  1. Beautiful! Your post was simple and lovely.

  2. Sorry for your loss … sounds like a fitting farewell.

  3. It is comforting when the “farewell” so fits the life of the one who has left us. She sounds like a lady of grace, and your description reminds me of my mother-in-law, whom I am missing lately. Today is the anniversary of her funeral.

  4. I am sorry that someone you loved so has gone out of this life, and glad with you that you had her for so long. What a fine thing it is that a life of kindness and grace is fulfilled.

  5. This bottom picture says so much: the faded blooms in a rectangular coffin-shaped arrangement seem to be taken as if from the head of the coffin, and the view of the windows is out of focus as the occupant loses their grip on the world, relaxing into the dark. It’s surprisingly evocative for such a simple composition.

  6. I’m so sorry for your loss. I do remember your post about her 90th birthday party last year. Your post is a beautiful tribute.

  7. Today was the funeral for a friend from our church and a longtime resident of this community. Rob was almost 82 but his life was far from over when his soul was required of him. Always an active gardener he was making plans for his greenhouse and he even had trees marked for gathering sap and making syrup this year. .Following an age-old tradition I gathered with a group of women preparing a meal for Robs family and friends. Food came pouring in from all parts of the area and we loaded tables with food fit for a king. Many hands made light work as we bustled around chit-chatting awaiting the arrival of the crowd. .In the festive atmosphere of the meal it was easy for me to set aside the reason we were gathered there. But as I said good-bye to his widow her tight embrace and faint sob into my neck reminded me of her loss. .His was a long road and a full life. May we all live our best right up to the endplanning and looking forward to the next season on the long road…

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