unusually written with a brittle layer of ice. then becomes apparent it is covering sadness then being cracked with a slow upheave of grief. what remains to carry you, the coyote beauty of awareness and the oaks great longevity. we always keep loving and missing those old animal companions. i weep a bit with you
Thanks so much, Amy. (And sorry we haven’t made it yet to one of your backyard gatherings—it can be challenging with a first grader in charge of the schedule)
unusually written with a brittle layer of ice. then becomes apparent it is covering sadness then being cracked with a slow upheave of grief. what remains to carry you, the coyote beauty of awareness and the oaks great longevity. we always keep loving and missing those old animal companions. i weep a bit with you
Thank you so much 🙏
Beautiful. Thank you.
i am so sorry for your loss of Lupe. You all gave her many happy years. She will always be cherished.
Oh, man, I'm sorry about Lupe. She was a noble creature.
Thanks, Jesse
Beautiful snowscapes. Identifying tracks becomes easy. Lupe is not forgotten.
my condolences on your loss of Lupe. I had a wild girl named Arrow who lived to be almost 16 and was very much at home in these edgelands ✨
Thanks so much, Amy. (And sorry we haven’t made it yet to one of your backyard gatherings—it can be challenging with a first grader in charge of the schedule)
RIP Lupe. Yours is the one newsletter I ALWAYS read completely. Thank you, agsin, for a most touching and thought-provoking read.