But with every ploughing, you'd think it was stone they were sowing

[sovay]

We buried Autolycus at the foot of a forsythia tree and built his cairn of the stones that came up in the digging, the glacial till of New England. The pine cones came from the local edge of woodland, beyond which lies the reservoir. It was grey and brightening in patches of torn cloud while we worked. We will add stones for memory each time we return.

Comments

[princessofgeeks]

I'm glad you had good weather.

[sovay]

I'm glad you had good weather.

Thank you. I don't like anything about this warming world, but it was selfishly convenient that we did not need to hack his grave out of the frost line like a polar explorer.

[umadoshi]

it was selfishly convenient that we did not need to hack his grave out of the frost line like a polar explorer.

I'm glad of that, at least. *hugs*

[sovay]

I'm glad of that, at least.

We did still end up using a pickaxe.

*hugs*