Monday, February 18, 2008
Beula Briar at gate to her homestead
Once while visiting Beula and walking some of the 120 acres she farmed as best she could, I noticed a shiny piece of blue glass and picked it up. It was a small broken bottle. She noticed I'd gathered this from her land and asked what I'd found. I told her and she informed me to leave it where I found it. Nothing that came onto her land ever left her land, while she was in charge.
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Ken, I'm sorry about the loss of your dear friend, Beula. Thoreau wrote, "Even the death of Friends will inspire us as much as their lives." May Beula's life, and now her death, continue to inspire you. Cris
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