Cycling to town, we ride through the rain…
A stop to dry off with a lipwetter at the pub and then off to have a delicious lunch.
The sun returns, a cycle back past the smokehouse…
and the evening begins…
The cycle of our physical life… Today at Huron, 4 friends are gathered. As the day progresses, there are 2 passings of people closely connected to us. Trying to let the sadness be reminded to celebrate the lives lived… When I die… When I die when my coffin is being…