Sophie died five years ago today. We’d been on our morning walk. Back at the house she died.
She lay in state for the day in her nest next to the window.Friends came to visit, say one last goodbye. Tears were shed.Sophie went the distance, she was almost 16.We buried her at sunset, planted a quercus robur on top her grave.This photo was taken November 17, 2015, the last made while she was alive.
Really. I am fine. Knock on wood. So far. 30 pack-years. Used to remove asbestos with bare hands, snack on lead paint, eat oranges covered with molybendum grease. Fine today.
