Lainey 19th November 2024

This morning I woke to a thick blanket of snow outside and great hearty snowflakes swirling down from the sky. I thought of you in your peaceful place with the snow gently covering stone and imagined saying to you, "It's so beautiful!" and you replying most emphatically, "Isn't it!" You loved beauty and that's why you loved the truth. I miss you my dear friend.