January 30

January 30 was a lovely day, warm and sunny.  I looked out the kitchen window and saw that the first breath of spring was blooming.  It is a lovely shrub that puts out small white flowers with the sweetest fragrance, very, very early in the year.  So I cut branches and brought them inside.

January 30 was also the day my sister-in-law died.

First breath of spring, and last breath of Janet.

Rest in peace, sweet sister.  We love you.