|One of my sisters brought this over last night. It's perfect.|
I know Davy is just one person, but his absence is palpable.
I laid it on the ground in front of his tree.
|The tree planted and the stone in place.|
Below is the video of us planting Davy's dogwood. The conversation is a little disjointed at times, because my daughter stopped and started the video at different points ...
|Mixing the compost with the soil.|
|Sprinkling Davy's ashes into the hole so he'll become part of the tree.|
|Setting the tree in place.|
|Backfilling the hole with the soil/compost mixture.|
|Davy's babies went with me to to on the hose.|
They've never seen this part of the yard.
They thought it was a magical place ...
especially after we saw a frog!!
|Davy first met this guy (Ben) when they were four and five years old.|
Davy, Ben, and Ben's brother Noah were joined at the hip their entire childhoods.
They played from the moment they woke up until they were called home for the night.
|Watering the tree.|
|The babies, the Mommy, and myself, off to start the grill to feed this group.|