A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.

From “A Joy For Ever” John Keats.

(The rosebud is “Pristine” chosen by our son Mike in 1990 when we first drew up
The plans for the rose garden with a gazebo.)



Sarah Chang, Massenet - Meditation from Thais
This is the tune that our darling son Mike and I will play when he’s in
Australia for his 40th birthday 28th November - please take time to listen.