Siblings unrivalled....three of the four of us.... enfolded in a wet spring afternoon in the frothy white and green lanes by the River Otter....thank you, other sibling, for the photo.
We spend the morning in a steamed up cafe, drinking mint tea and coffee and hot chocolate....eating coconut, raspberry flapjacks topped with thick chocolate..... collecting memories of our dear cousin....recording them on the computer.....moving on to another cafe..... eating big plates of salad, roast vegetable bruchettas and goat's cheese parcels..... sharing the big stuff of our lives - the things that hurt and humble and nourish us... holding hands across the table....blowing noses....drying tears....laughing ....remembering.....feeling the ache of goodbyes that will come too soon.
When the rain stops we walk out into the dripping green afternoon, stepping round deep muddy puddles in the path, stopping to skim stones on the surface of the churned up brown river water...still playing outside like we did in our African childhood.... usually separated by oceans and cities but together on this one brief precious day in Devon...honouring the spiral of love between us which can never be broken by time and distance.
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