Last weekend we returned Ed's ashes to the earth, in a beautiful spot in the Sandia mountains, and had a lovely small gathering. The photos are on Flickr. Then this week, I found our last sheep, Beezus, who was born here, on her side and unable to stand when I tried lifting her up. So, I called the vet, and now she's gone to sheep heaven. It won't be the same without a sheep in the backyard, and I'll miss her bleating, and her gazing at the house, as though she were hoping to be let in some day.
