Monday, August 15, 2011


I was feeling sad and then I went to the farm.

The flowers were so bright on the gray day.

During Susan's memorial her daughter said that Susan always said she would come back as a butterfly....

There have been many sightings reported.

These beauties sat so still for me.
I was grateful.
I do feel like she is with me.
The other day, washing our hands at work, a friend and I both admitted that in a moment of crisis that day with our children we had both prayed imploringly, "Help me Susan!" to the air.
He calming yet no-nonsense presence is just what we both needed.

and here's a chubby little bee.

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