Thanks to Carly for the spanky new sign at the food co-op.
Tammy found this perfect black snake skin in the basement.
And Miika sent this picture of a snake skin deposited on a tree trunk.
The published obituary includes this beautiful note: "She proudly belonged to Celo Community and 'could not imagine a more amazing place to live so many years.' She chose curiosity instead of judgement and shared her boundless love and wisdom with everyone she met. Through her example, she taught us the important work of making space in our hearts for those who struggle to find love or acceptance elsewhere, and to find ways to live fully in the present moment: listen to the birds and the katydids, stop and appreciate a flower’s beauty, notice the mountain ridges peeking through the fog."
She loved the river, and when people gathered on the bridge at Seven Mile Ridge Road to pay their respects as her remains were taken to the Celo Community Cemetery, we sang, at Theresa's request, this song.
This spider made a large web in my shed. I tossed in a twig to see what would happen, and the spider would have none of it. "Out of my home at once!"
It's worth clicking on this one to see it larger.
It was time for the taters to come out of the ground. At least, that was the opinion of the tater growers. We don't know what the taters thought.