It is the Flower Moon of the year, the time when the sun warms the earth and the roses bloom. As it happens, I am also in what I would call the Flower Tide of my life. I used to think that the Flowering was an effortless opening, something that would gradually happen, like a single rose bud opening. I’m a little older now, and wiser. The Flower Tide is not that easy.

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Freya was my joy. She always made me smile, no matter how gloomy the day. My connection to her was one of the strong threads that weave me into the Web of Life. And now she is no more. Her kidneys took a sudden turn for the worse and she died a week ago. We laid her to rest under the apple tree in the garden.

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