- Do not stand at my grave and weep,
- I am not there, I do not sleep.
- I am in a thousand winds that blow,
- I am the softly falling snow.
- I am the gentle showers of rain,
- I am the fields of ripening grain.
- I am in the morning hush,
- I am in the graceful rush
- Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
- I am the starshine of the night.
- I am in the flowers that bloom,
- I am in a quiet room.
- I am in the birds that sing,
- I am in each lovely thing.
- Do not stand at my grave bereft
- I am not there. I have not left.
- Mary Elizabeth Frye
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Do not stand at my grave and weep
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Earrings at Sangha Bean
Here's a link to an article from the Revelstoke Times on the Sangha Bean:
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Our New Home

Well I have finally made the leap outta good ol' faithful Edmonton. On to the moist mountainous air of Revelstoke. It's fresh here and I like it.This is our snowy abode and me and Newt down by the Columbia River.....Geez it's been quite sometime since my last blog entry. Shame on me. I promise to be better and I will.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Totally Shredding
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
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