Milly Moving On

My best friend Milly died last week.  She and I shared so many adventures.  From riding on the roof of a bus together in Ecuador, to mountaineering in Wyoming; Milly was with me all the way.  She was always ready for anything.  She faced adversity without fear.  She winced not once, when I stitched a machette gash on her head sustained during a brawl with armed bandits.

She died as she lived.  Ready for adventure.  She fought for her last breath;  let out one last groan, "I love you all...", and then she leaped from the roof of this worldly bus, and into the great unknown.

Milly will always be a part of Nature's Cradle.  She loved the nursery and the attention all of the wonderful customers gave her every day.  She greeted the world with a smile.  I will bury some of her ashes here at the nursery.  Some I will scatter in the mountains of Wyoming this winter.

I know Milly's spirit is with all of us, always.