You were a lover of trees. Your many pictures showed trees strong, enduring and beautiful reaching for the sky. They represented some of your feelings and approaches to life.
I see another tree of life for you, one which, while humble, is heavily laden with fruit. Some of the recent strong winds have shaken many loose and those of us who had the bounty of sharing with you have gathered our bushels. Of the numerous fruit that you have shared, the one that comes most to mind this morning is gratitude.
You were always so thankful for everything that life brought your way. For the gentle breezes that stirred, for the gales that agitated, for the sun that energized, for the rain that refreshed.
Gratitude is not only a positive for ourselves; it is a gift to others. I was warmed by your expressions of appreciation for the thoughts and pictures we shared and the intervals of nonsense that gave a chuckle. Knowing that I made a difference, however small, meant a lot to me. I hope you knew that you too made a difference, to me and I suspect to countless others.
When you were here you looked up at particularly beautiful trees. I hope now you can look down on a whole orchard. Your fruit has rooted and there will be future harvests that will have you as part of them.
Each season you will be remembered.
Thank you to Audrey's family who have remembered her distant friends at this sad time. Widely spaced, we are with you in spirit.
With warm and caring thoughts,
Mike (AKA DCW)