Today was the day we scattered Andy's ashes in the place of his choosing.
We stayed overnight in Estes Park, so that we could get up reasonably early. The light was gorgeous, and the elk were bugling.
The place we found overlooked the valley. Andy loved these views.
I read this poem I found which seemed apt:
A Brief Candle, by Charlie Daniels
A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning
A handshake and a sip of wine
So say it loud and let it ring
We are all part of everything
The future, present and the past
Fly on proud bird
You're free at last.
