On Saturday we dug a new bed in the vegetable garden. With our backs in the tentative winter sun, watched over by Archie and Bessie, we dug and dug through the compacted soil, tossing rocks aside, and imagining the lush crop of basil and parsley that would grow here in the spring.
On Sunday we dug a grave for our beautiful 'big boy'. The wind was cold, and spiced with icy rain. We dug and dug through the compacted soil, tossing rocks aside, and contemplating, through our tears, just how sad and empty life was going to be without him.
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Tamsin
I'm so glad you've started writing publically - I'm always greedy for your words. And I'm so, so sorry that you have to write to say goodbye to Archie. We'll miss him, too - he was a fine fellow. Al and I are thinking of your family with such sadness.
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