What an incredibly beautiful day !  Though it

started rainy, the day blossomed into one of those days that makes your

heart stand still.. Beautiful blue skies, brilliant leaves, clear

air… I only need one day like this a year to remember why I live

here. It filled me up.

    Diane and I decided to make the

most of the day and head up to Richford to See our friends Lucy and

Victor.. and friend Beckett who’s up visiting from… (where ? .. Ct ?)

Lucy, Beckett and Diane are old yoga buddies.. all limber and grounded

people.. So we did what grounded and limber people do when they

congregate.. we took a hike… !.

Lucy

and Victor live in a beautiful place in Richford right on the Canadian

border.. by right on.. I mean that you can walk out their back door and

into Canada.. If you don’t get caught by one of the patrol

helicopters..  

As illustration, the pond is in the US.. the trees behind are mostly in Canada..

Our

hike took us down a sunny road past some ponys that had recently moved

in with Lucy’s neighbors. (n-n-n-n-neigh-bors !) Their previous owner

was very ill.. and had not been able to care for these guys.. as a

result their mains were now in dreadlocks.. a cool look for them !

We

squished through some wet fields to a VAST snowmobile trail.. then out

into some brilliant pastures.. it could not have been more beautiful..

of course… it’s hard to capture on a small camera that is covered by

dust from the crud in your pocket.. but here’s my attempt.

Here’s victor, diane, becket and Lucy ..

 I found this sign pretty funny..  

I

enjoyed looking down as much as I enjoyed looking up.. we went through

patches of mostly brown leaf litter.. then mixed red, orange and

yellow.. then mostly yellow.. .. the soun and smell is uniquely fall.

I put a samstone in a tree with a nice leaf backdrop.. Being in the woods always makes us feel closer to Sam..

We lost the trail, bu tcame upon and abandoned orchard.. Great sweet apples.. just watch out for the works !

I picked up some Styrofoam litter on the ground .. Diane said I looked like mosis coming down from the mount.

Whadaya think ?

I mentioned that we were right on the boarder.. so

close, that I couldn’t resist the ourge to cross it.. several times.. I

think you can get arrested for doing that.. but.. 

Diane suggested it would be a good place to put a samstone.. in the no-man’s zone between the two countries..

Here it is.. my left foot is in canada.. my right in the US.. now.. how do I put that on my map ?

We headed home around 4… here’s camels hump as we began the drop into Richmond where we live..   What a great day…

We had a wonderful surprise waiting for us when we

came home. Our friend Peter had sent us a song he’d written as part of

his song writing camp this summer. It’s about Sam’s passing.. It’s a

really beautiful piece…  It means so much to me that he’d write this

for Sam.. and for us.. it’s called.. Dark Glass…

Dark Glass by Peter B.

(for John)

All the Things that

men & angels said

Crowding up

inside of my head

Since that day when charity failed

Your life it

passed before mine

You flew

right out of time,

left a lonely nest in my heart

What I know now,

I really didn’t know then

I’m looking through

A dark, dark glass

You’re the one who

played so fast

no idea,

How long life could last

Are there no more wise words to say?

Put away,

Those child things cause I

Can’t believe

In angel wings.

why’s it hard to see your face?

Or say it all

With one embrace?

What I know now

I really didn’t know then

I’m looking through

A dark, dark glass

Your old pictures

All in a blur

Like a game

where it’s always your turn

All the things that must be said …

http://samstones.org/music/darkglass.mp3

Thanks you Peter !  Our friends are just so wonderful…

OK.. time for bed..  
Nite everyone.. hope you’re enjoying this beutiful fall !..
Nite Sam
-me