Another chilly morning, perfect for a brisk walk in in our favorite cemetery. This time, we went our separate ways again, just to give us each a chance to walk at our own pace, and I found new paths to take – some unpaved lanes that workers use to care for the cemetery grounds. In a jolly way, I found myself wandering in a maze-like journey, past enormous, majestic trees, under shifting shade and sunlight, and sometimes out in the full sunshine beside the Mystic River. Occasionally I saw my sweet Delycia off in the distance, pacing along in her usual steady way. We waved and kept walking along.

Our chalkboard poem for today …

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