Monday, June 13, 2011
A Fitting End
Pennsylvannia Leatherwing on a Dogbane blossom
Female Widow Skimmer Dragonfly
Female Eastern Pondhawk Dragonfly
Female Red-winged Blackbird
These tiny yellow flowers are really unusual. Click to see them even better!
At the coffee shop news had spread fast and many shared their stories for a similar experience. This wasn’t a new experience for many and they all loved her friend and all of his stories. The heard him speak a lot, but really knew little about him. A few of the men had already taken a collection and wanted to do something special for their friend. She told he wanted everything simple and had one simple request. Having everyone celebrating him as a friend and trying to build with others to make this world happy was his request. He often told about greeting someone each day and the happiness it promoted within his heart and that of others. He would return home in a small box of ashes to be spread out on the pasture. Everyone gave her their address to let them know when that would happen. She smiled as she thought of seeing her new friend, his daughter again. She went into town and got some worms to go fishing that evening.
A smile greeted her coming down the aisle from the airline arrivals. It was good to see her friends, both old and new. His smile lingered on his daughter’s face and now she realized the attraction. They hugged and both began talking at the same time. The conversation started as if they hadn’t been apart and soon they just stood and held each other. Feelings were strong and tears came easy, and went away fast. Getting out to the parking her friend looked at the dusty truck and commented hearing stories about the bumpy roads that it had conquered. She laughed since her friend’s father always asked why she hadn’t bought something a bit more comfortable, and usually took his vehicles. It was still a good truck and held some great memories. They rode out to the farm looking at all the beauty of the day. It was a charming morning spent together and would lead to an even stronger bond between these ladies. Their happiness soared out over the prairie, carried on a gentle prairie breeze.
When they had the service all they asked was if someone would like to speak. His daughter had given a brief story of family and left the rest to all his friends to share a good moment. It was hard for some, but offered solace to many. At the end she went up and gave her little speech, telling of their last time together. She told of the new friend she had acquired and how they were similar in so many ways. A cow mooed off in the distance, a small group was watching the people as they spoke. She looked over and smiled knowing these animals were also his family. She told of calling them as part of a daily routine, and bellowed out her best call. Her friend followed this and soon all were trying their best laughing together how the herd approached and seemed curious about what they were doing. They walked up toward the house and all felt the happiness coming in through the pasture surrounding them. A few had been out for a first time and wandered around the barn looking over the tools and stalls. It was a new experience in an old land and shared today by many. A final tribute to Cowboy, and the wonderful life he had.