Welcome to another edition of ‘Photo
Friday’. Today I’d like to show you… a
giant Hare!
Regular readers might recall that
last month I visited Chatsworth with my hubby and son as a birthday treat.
Chatsworth is lovely and I’d
encourage anyone to take a trip out there if they get the time and the opportunity.
We first went there more years
ago than I care to remember. My eldest daughter was still very young and the
two youngest were in a pushchair. I remember walking through the grounds of the
stately home for what seemed like hours.
It was a sunny day and we were all getting a little overheated when we crested
the brow of a small hill and there in front of us was a fantastic, enormous
sculpture of a giant Hare. Hubby was
just as taken with it as I was.
This Hare wasn’t the usual timid
animal that would turn and run at the slightest noise… this metal creature
reared up on his hind legs as bold as you please, banging his drum for all to
hear. He just looked fantastic.
So I was overjoyed when we went
back there last month and found him again! He didn’t look a day older!
Looking at the statue that second
time, and looking at this photograph now, makes me feel a little wistful. I think of all that has happened since we
first saw the giant Hare; some loved ones have passed away, some good friends
have moved on, never to be seen again.
But it’s not been all sadness as yet more loved ones have come into this
world, and some new good friendships have been forged. We’ve seen the children
grow up and fly the nest and we, like all of us, have made countless memories as we’ve experienced
both good, bad and indifferent. Yet
through it all, as constant as ever, the giant Hare is still there, banging his
drum with all his might.
And for some reason I like that
idea very much!
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