Today the garden is sad. Big Weasel is gone. She is in heaven with the Renard Rouge and so many of their friends. The Coyote is still here though, and will try to maintain the garden so when Big Weasel’s spirit visits it, she will be pleased. Though a Coyote isn’t as good at tending to a garden as a Weasel…
Our squirrel has come to the kitchen door looking for the Big Weasel. Peering in the window, but Big Weasel isn’t there. She will never be there in the same way again… She can no longer look out the window over her gardens. But her spirit will soar above and rest often there, among the squirrels and birds and all the flowers. And i know that is where i will find her most often now…
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