Sean took this photo a few years ago.
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The road to God knows where … Brendan O'Brien · Good friends we had and good friends we've lost/Along the way
The road to God knows where ... Brendan O'Brien 
Art. Again.
Thank you, Cymbeline.
Yes, I remember this photograph. Nature in serenity; the flying birds, the ripples in the water … the two silhouettes in the foreground ‘interrupting’ an otherwise tranquil sunset of amazing colours. Beautiful.
Thank you too, Shermeen.
Sean did have a good eye for a photo. A week or two before he died I said that he should go out and take a lot of photos of the area, or the garden, or whatever. He said he would. I think he could have made a living from his photography.
I had vivid dreams with him in them last night. I knew he was ‘really’ dead, but told him it was good to see him. His girlfriend says she felt his presence last night. Pauline says she felt him beside her when she was out for a walk yesterday. For us, this place is saturated with him, as I said before.
Did he say something in return, Brendan?
Hi Levent. He did talk to his mum and me in the dream and we talked to him, but when I woke up I couldn’t remember what was said. He seemed fine.
I’m glad to hear this.
Are you fine too Brendan?
Not too bad, thanks. We still miss Sean an awful lot, of course, and some days we do feel a bit down over it. It still seems hard to believe. But life is worth living, and we live our lives.
You are an honest and brave man who can face and embrace sorrow. Perhaps its not for me to say but, perhaps you should slow down this remembrance posts. Stirring the fire keeps it alive.
Thanks, Levent. But the fire will always be alive, and we will never let it die.
Sean was a ball of flame.
🙂
I do not think that it could be otherwise.