 as I fed a bottle to the baby to get him back to sleep. The morning of Wednesday, the 7th of May, was a perfect spring morning. I walked down by the loch amid the daffodils, primroses, bluebells, and bog myrtle, all with their heady fragrances. It was so beautiful, it tore up my heart. After breakfast, I took the two children for a walk along the road. The younger child in his stroller