wmpe2000: hiking to Chief Waramaug's rock to release Mom's ashes
wmpe2000: a toast to Mom and her everlasting love and devotion
wmpe2000: Great souls die and/ our reality, bound to/ them, takes leave of us./ Our souls,/ dependent upon their/ nurture,/ now shrink, wizened./ Our minds, formed/ and informed by their/ radiance,/ fall away. M.Angelou
wmpe2000: red spotted elf
wmpe2000: wild azaela