We have had such a great weather the last week! We have spent many hours of the day working and playing in the sun. The gardens are all looking good. Beckett's garden is filling in great. I love to sit and look at it. I was not sure Beckett's tree was going to make it this year, I thought the same last year. It looked pretty dry and brittle...and then one day brilliant. It is kind of ironic. That is how I feel about Beckett's death and his absence in our lives. Often when I think about him I feel very alone, brittle, and depressed...and then something will happen and I will see all the riches his death has brought to our lives. Not to be mistaken that given a choice I'd much rather have him here with us, but since it has to be this way, I can see the goodness and the richness in everday things that I did not before. The tree is a great reminder to me of the beauty that can come out of a hopeless looking situation.