Saturday, April 19, 2008

Planting


Judy and I went to the nursery and picked out a small willow. Judy has wanted one, she says, since she was a girl when willows were a sign that spring had come. Susanna came down and helped dig a hole for the tree in the marshy part of our lower meadow. We drove down to the beach and then to the town farm, from where we could see our place across the river. Passover dinner at the Back Eddy, where we talked about what religion means to each of us. Not something we do every day.

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