Saturday, May 7, 2016


Well, we trooped down to the jungle at the bottom of the garden yesterday afternoon, Ellie and Luka and I, with the box containing Georgie's ashes. Clambered down over the brick wall and struggled over the steep slope through the knee-deep ivy. Georgie used to love to jump down into the jungle to chase a stray ball or just to sniff around for traces of life that only he could recognize. It was here that we scattered his ashes, Luka making grand, enthusiastic sweeps of the arm with spoonfuls of the dusty substance. So that's where George's last remains will blend in slowly with the dirt we are all destined to become. Bless him for all the joy he brought into our lives!

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