A little memory from life in rural Vermont

one night last week the old lady who lived across the street died

today her family had the funeral and walked by my house on their way to the cemetary which is across the brook by way of a foot bridge directly behind my house

they buried her there and then came back by my house and across the street and had a lovely family party in their front yard / i have noticed that the folks in this village often have their outdoor parties in the front yard instead of the back / maybe so everyone in town can see what is going on

later i walked over to pay my respects at her grave / there was a pile of dirt remaining so i went home and got a bucket and shovel and brought dirt home to plant tuberous begonias in a big iron kettle

thanks, old lady

i now remember that one of her family placed little wooden tulips at her grave / i think one of the children made them in wood shop

(memory from sometime in the 90's Chelsea, Vermont)