Spring has finally arrived in the Northern Green Mountains of Vermont. I took a lovely walk through the woods with friends, listening to birds singing and brooks babbling, admiring the tiny buds on trees and flowers unfurling their leaves to poke through old maple leaves, and feeling the kiss of a soft breeze as it rustled through the pine boughs. I hope that all who loved Anjelica can find peace in moments like this. When we weep, the Earth embraces us, for we are but one.
With much love from the border of Vermont and Canada.