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Update and thanks

Thank you to those of you who left comments and said prayers, positive energy or good thoughts to Arnie and me as we made our way through yesterday.

Surgery went well and recovery room time was less than expected to be. Arnie is blessed with having NO PAIN after his leg amputation. Given his paralysis he only has sensory feeling in his lower body, (hot and cold to the touch) but no nerve sensors that send messages of pain to the brain..AMEN FOR THAT!  He does experience at times a ghost leg which he describes as incredibly strange when it happens. He hasn't had to take one pain med since the surgery has been over so his head is clear and for both of us 1000 lbs have been lifted from our being of much worry. Infact today we slept the day away.

He was extremely tired by noon today and wanted to sleep so I suggested I come home and do a few things and he call me when he woke up.  I walked in the door, took off my coat and hat and my shoes and sat on the couch to enjoy a cup of fresh brewed coffee. I didn't even finish my cup when I fell alseep and I woke to his call when he woke at 5:30PM. We both needed this down time and for the first time in months I had a peaceful sleep.  I went back to the hospital tonight and he was rested and in the same good spirits.

My Arnie is an amazing man.

Now we go the stretch of healing and so if you are on board with prayers for my beloved please prayer for healing, or focus positive energy in that direction. He may be able to come home as early as Wed of next week as long as everything continues to go as planned with the surgery site.

I am in awe at how well he has taken all this but thats my Arnie, you do what you have to do and we did what we had to do and what was best for his survival. Its been an emotional draining week but the only emotion I feel now is relief combined with gratitude that we are on the up side of this and moving into the healing stages.

Our baby bird left for home today so she could go to work tonight and it was hard to kiss her bye and watch her leave the hospital lot after a short morning visit with her dad before she left, but she was here when we needed her most to be with us as he went through surgery.  

Thank you again for your friendship, your messages and prayers.

Blessed are we!

Carolyn  

When you walk through a storm

When you walk through a storm, keep walking and eventually you will get to where the sun shines again.

We can almost see the sun now.

Dear readers, those of you who have followed my blog since its beginning know of my Arnies health issues and therfore may I ask you to pray for him once again?  Tomorrow my Arnie will undergo amputation of his left leg. It has been a long week for us with lots of decision making and this is the only viable option to insure he lives and heals. We are at peace with this loss and I am in awe of the man I married and love with all my heart for his strength and his endurance for all he has beared, yet to face more.

Thank you for thinking of us tomorrow as we go through this, get past it and move towards healing. Onward Upward, one direction forward, no looking back. I'm very tired tonight but I beleive in the power of prayer so ....thank you if you pray for My Arnie, as well as his surgical team.

Carolyn  

warmth in the winter

A new year has begun! I welcomed in the new year with my eyes wide open and my heart filled with trust and faith that this will be a good year. I wish you the same.

The holidays have come and gone without so much as one post or one pic to share....my reasons are many. First a defunct computer (but I am happy to say I was gifted a brand new HP with a 24inch flat screen from my bosses at Stoney's for my Christmas present, thank you Lynn and Billy) and my camera finally confided in me it was just too tired to see anymore and stopped working (I hope to replace it soon). Being without my camera is like leaving the house when I go out in the moring without my hat being on my head..something just doesn't feel right with my day. Hence I have not one picture of this year of Stoney's during the holiday season or any of my own holiday to share or to savor in the years to come...perhaps this was the Christmas to forget.

Just before the holiday I became ill missing a couple days of work and on the 23rd when we closed the barn doors, and I locked Carolyn's Coop until spring returns it was hard to hold back bittersweet tears... I was worn out...physically, emotionally, financially  (thank you NOT "donut hole" of life with the outrageous cost of medications for my beloved Arnie) and I still had all of my own holiday yet to prepare. Overwhelmed? yes! but without a minute to spare or I'd miss Christmas altogether, I cleaned bathrooms, made up fresh beds, grocery shopped, put up the tree, graced it with only balls and bows of lovely ribbons this year,  wrapped a couple of presents for beneath its boughs for my loved ones, enjoyed the placing of fresh evergreen here and there, all without ever opening my Christmas closet of treasures...less was more however.

I looked around, whispered to myself, "and so this is Christmas", and had the thought as God once said...and it was good. It was GOOD! 

My baby bird arrived home on Christmas Eve and all was well with my world again once she walked through the front door with her smile. Our holiday was as they are meant to be..filled with the simple blessings and pleasures of life...a loving family, good food and some laughter to round off the rough edges. A trip to an art store and lunch out together with the dear daughter was the highlight of my time with her this visit. This was to celebrate her birthday that had just passed...22, which makes me....nevermind! I love you Kayleigh.

I recieved two unexpected treasured gifts this year (besides my new computer). One was a comment from Leslie Garcia which she left on my very old autumn post at Tumbleweedsandthyme and the other a comment in the same place from Carole of Boxwood Cottage in Germany http://carolsgarden.blogspot.com/.   Both were thinking of  you messages and wishing me and my family a Merry Christmas. These two friends have no idea how much it meant to hear from them when I had been missing for some time from my own blog or from reading others blogs. Thank you Leslie and Carole for your Christmas gifts of freindship.  

I stumbled over this old picture tonight and thought it fitting to place here
When I started Tumbleweedsandthyme way back when (6-7 years ago?) I never dreamed I would grow so many friendships that would give blossom to my life and for each of you I am grateful.

We are having a very cold winter thus far and being one who could take January and February out of my calandar year altogether, already winter seems too long to bare. I haven't yet accomplished one thing on my list of want to do's this winter such as clean out closets, discard STUFF from my life I no longer need or want, paint, or even sat with a good book from one cover to the other.

I have made some plant markers out of clay that will go in planted pots at Stoneys come spring. I enjoyed the doing and will make more. If not for the animals that need to be fed, watered and loved a little daily, and that I would miss Merriweather if I didn't see her you might find me curled up under a blanket to sleep until February when I will begin to plant in the greenhouse for springs anticipated arrival.

Tonight as I sat here, yes wrapped in a blanket around my shoulders and my socked feet wrapped in the hanging excess on the floor, listening to the fierce wind blowing outside I looked at pictures in past posts.  I was reminded that spring always keeps her promise to return,

and this is what I dream about to get me through the brrrrrr cold barren winter month of January.

  
In need of a little bit of summer to warm up a cold winter day?

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I embrace and am grateful for the rest that I am given this time of year but I also look ahead to when the sun will warm me in fields of flowers and vegetables, with my hands in the soil, and my head overflowing with ideas while creating once again a garden for all who visit to enjoy.

Until next time, thank you for stopping by.
  
 
  
  
  
 
 
  
   
   
 
 
 
 
 

  

Fall, the season of grateful abundance/Stoney's Produce, Virginia Beach

 
 Have you stopped to take a minute and think of where we would be without the American farmer? Have you supported your local farm stand during this season of abundance bliss?

I wish you all could come by and walk the lot with me at Stoney's Produce. I'd show you Fairlytale pumpkins, and peanut pumpkins, big red bumpy pumpkins called Victors, neck pumpkins, green drying gourds and more. I'd show you the smiles on the faces of pansy. And you's see the prettiest mums you have ever seen in your life, from huge to small in every color and size flower. I'd show you the green wire wreath I mossed and planted with pansy and plopped a pumpkin in the middle of (pic to be added tonight of that, I forgot to take one), and the basket that has ivy twisted on the handle, planted with violas and pansy peaking through it  

We would walk inside the produce barn where apples are plentiful and I'd show you Hayman sweet potatoes, and maybe even hot roasted cashews will have arrived and we can grab a little cupful to munch as we walk and talk. You'd see tomatoes that taste like a tomato.
And how could you resist some local honey with the comb in it for chewing on to cure a sore throat in winter, or a jar of apple or pumpkin butter, or pickles that are to die for.

 
And I'd take you inside Carolyn's Coop (my garden shop) where the mantel overflows with Grateful Abundance.  

   a small bumpy red Victor pumpkin/squash takes up residence in a cast iron urn used in the garden the rest of the year, a peanut pumpkin is the center pumpkin (pinkish orange with crusty bumps on the outside that resemble peanuts. Often these pumpkins are covered completely with the peanut look but I perfer them to show the color of their skin and have only a few...I used several kinds of pumpkins here, a "one too many pumpkin (a delightful specimen of a pumpkin that has white skin with green and red and orange veining seen throughout the entire skin. 

You would smell the scent of lavender bundles as you walk through the door and wonder what the scent was that the sweet annie faintly gives off.

You'd see wreaths made of Harvest Grains, or lavender, or red peppers.

My favorite wire basket holds the largest paperwhite bulbs available to buy  and this glass vase holds them beginning their forcing into bloom for Thanksgiving. Around it is a small wreath of harvest grains and in the center of the wreath lay some more loose bulbs...decorating naturally is what I love to do...using what the earth provides to create.

and that cute little turkey is made with a real pumpkin and he makes you want to pick him up and hug him with his crazy little feet that stick out.

And there are Pomegrantes bagged to purchase (which always make me think of Mrs, Pom of course :-) along with dried artichoke, and mini dried tiny gourds, all of which can be used to create a bowl of fall abundance like this one below

 
Tasha's own goat milk soap comes in many variety and once you have used it you will wonder why you've ever bought any kind of commercially manufactured soap.  Its pure its natural and its made with goats milk by my freind Maureen Anderson who raises her own goats and milks them.

This vintage urn stuffed with hydrangea and white munchkins added only a couple of orange munchkins has left me now to be enjoyed in someones home but this one sits by the fireplace.

A basket of field grown gomphrenia and crocks of different dried flowers are here and there.

 
 I'd show you how okra grows and we'd walk to the field that once was thousands of zinnia flowers where now just a few volunteers from seeds are in bloom and the rest of the field grows the most beautiful collards and kale  They wait for a frost to be sweetened and then cut, though some are asking for them already and we do cut when they want them.

Before we leave I have to turn out the lights in the coop

lock the door behind me and say goodnight little coop, see you in the morning light. I'll have to feed Meriweather her last bottle of the day and tuck her in for the night along with Harper, Maddie and Sugarbaby.

We could go out to dinner or I could make you crabcakes out of jumbo lump crabmeat along with steamed shrimp, and broiled scallops wrapped in bacon. 

 
  It doesn't get fresher than this from the sea which comes in daily. Our crabmeat is not homogenized like you get in the grocery store and our sea scallops are what are called dry scallops, in their own juice, and the shrimp collossal..ALL to die for!  However this is the last weeknd for seafood for the season so I guess  you know what I will preparing for my family for dinner tonight. It's SOOOOOOOOOO good!

Hope you enjoyed your virtual day with me.  

Visit your local farmers market this weekend during the season of grateful abundance. Take time to notice ever kind of pumpkin they have. Notice the colors, the textures, and lift it up and feel its weigh...(but don't pick them up by their stem, remember its not a handle!...two hands please! )  Thank Mother Nature for her bounty and thank your local farm stand/garden center by buying while you are there. They/we all work so hard to keep the fate and faith of the American farmer from dying. Where would we be without the farmer? Do your children or grandchildren know where food comes from? You may be surprised when you ask them and need to teach them the value the farmer has to our healthy eating and to living a better life...the good life!

Happy Fall y'all.

  

 
 

Savoring the memory of the towering sunflower

 

A week ago I walked this sunflower field stripping leaves and cutting sunflowers to bundle into bouquets. (click on pics for full size view)

Three days and still counting of rain rain rain (please go away) has brought an end to that beautiful field of glory. Their heads hang down facing the earth instead of reaching for the sun, facing up to heaven.

I especially enjoyed this sunflower the last day I cut in the field.  The bees have been more than plentiful this fall, sucking to their hearts content. Surprisingly, I was stung only twice this year, a small price to pay for the peace of walking through the beauty of a sunflower field, inspecting each one before cutting it, picking only the finest with their flowers still cupped slightly (this is how you should buy sunflowers they last longer in a vase) and of course I wanted perfectr petals on every one too.

As cold sets in, seemingly ahead of schedukle for my area,  and rain falls constantly I will tuck this sunflower in my heart and carry it with me until once again the earth warms, and seeds are planted with hope of another harvest of these great masters of the flower world.    

I am not one who willingly likes change. I've faced enough negative change in my life to last 4 lifetimes and all I seek any longer is to feel warm from the inside out, familiar contentment with my surroundings,  and some sort of peace in my life that I can call my own, even if for only a few minutes each day.

Standing in a sunflower field that towers above me gives me simple pleasure.

Before this field is turned under all the large spent heads of sunflowers that remain standing will be picked, dried in the greenhouse on racks, their fluff removed to reveal the beauty of the seeds held tightly in place and they will provide food for the birds all winter long. Mother Nature doesn't give only beauty, she provides with purpose and frowns on waste.  

Goodbye sunflowers, thank you for your gift of beauty and purpose this summer into fall.

Autumn Inspiration / Witchy Woman

This is my Witchy Woman, created last night before bedtime. I'll include her today in a display at work.

What alot of work to make but so fun to watch her come to life for a party.

Heres a side view of her face so you can see her long snarly nose sticks out and doesn't lay on her pepper tongue sticking out.

Out the door to head to work to see what else I can create today. A dried red pepper wreath is on my list of want to do's  along with another wreath of heaven scented lavender..and plant up some pots too is my hope for this day along with a delivery arriving, filling in empty spots and changing things around and everything else there is to do.

Happy Fall Y'all.  Make something with your hands today its good for your soul!

Mary might have had a little lamb

(Be sure to click on pics for larger viewing)

Mary might have had a little lamb that followed her to school one day, but I have three little goats that follow me to the red barn every time I head in that direction for anything.

They know that is where their food is kept and feeding time or not they are hoping for at very least that I will come back out the door with a handful of timothy or hay for them to nibble...I always do. he whole itme i am in the barn they are knocking on the door "Let me in let me in!" Notice Sugarbaby (our sheep) on the left picking up her strut to be sure she gets in the act. Are they all precious or what?

This is a cute picture of them and look at our baby Merriweather the littlest one, growing up before our eyes. Maddie in front and Harper in the middle (noth with red collars on). 

A kind and interesting man, a Stoney's customer, Martin Tickner handed me the two above pictures today and I had no idea he was taking them when he took them a few weeks ago. Thank you Martin. Martin and his wife frequent Stoney's. I first met Martin when he would buy a handful of cut basil nearly daily from our enormous pots of basil we plant for clipping of fresh basil to go with our heirloom tomatoes and fresh mozzarella cheese. I first met his wife this year, a lovely lady who is a talented artist. She does watercolors on canvas of our sunflowers that are magnificent. I think of them as friends when I see them now and we exchange brief conversations.  GOOD PEOPLE!

One more picture of the spoiled "kid". Days end and we always let her out for a little exploring time in the lot area. She finds leaves to eat, eats paper tags right off things that are on them for pricing and kicks up her heels in a happy dance for being allowed out of the pasture area for her special PLAYTIME with us. Brother Bob feeds her the last bottle of the day. She is old enough to be weaned but Lynn her mommy, Me her Nanny, and Uncle Bob as known to Merriweather, well I guess its our way of keeping her a baby...for a little while longer...plus she enjoys the special time spent with her when which ever one of us feeds her her bottle.  (Mary Lou has she grown since your visit with Lynn :-) 

As you can see Fall has come to Stoney's. Below is just a sneak peak, more pics to come.

 
My Mama used to say, "It isn't fall until the bittersweet has berried."

the bittersweet has berries...IT"S FALL Y"ALL!

Celebrate the blessings of the Harvest Season. Afterall nature doesn't provide such miracles

  in every shape, color, and size as pumpkins, winter squash, gourds and more not to be appreciated for her fine efforts. Can you see the neck of the above drying gourd, how it turns in a complete circle, much like the seasons and life...around and back again in its time? Natures art at her best! I will miss my summer sunshine and the heat upon my soul but I am so blessed to have such beauty and abundance to surround me that how can I be anything but,

Gratefully Yours,
Carolyn

 

Creating with earths bounty

Today I was honored to arrange flowers for a memorial/dedication of a fountain service that would be held this evening for the wife of a dear friend to my boss. Lynn diligently picked bucketsful of weedy grasses and greenery from the farm early this morning, before rushing home to prepare and cook much of the food that would be served also for tonight celebration of life... (Lynn is an angel that always lends a wing or both when needed by others). I offered to help by doing the flowers so she could concentrate on all else she had to do timely without feeling rushed and frantic. 

I did not know this dearly departed wife, mother and friend to many, though I felt connected to her family and those she loved as I worked. There are two of the above arrangement both with the center sunflower facing upright towards heaven. Rosemary is tucked in each for remembrance. 

A real pumpkin cleaned out and stuffed with beauty and blessings of the season will be the centerpiece for a table. Long stem lavender is added for love.

And one other bouquet for the house

the petals on each of the sunflowers in this one are still cupped, ready to open and come to full life...thoughts of the family, that they may begin anew with living as when someone we love dies life changes...life is never the same but life is life...for living.

The nicest part of creating these today was that Lynn trusted me to do them when I know in her heart she wanted to do them but time was of the escense and there wasn't enough of it for her to do it all. thank you Lynn for letting me be part of your friends celebration of a loved ones life.

Tomorrow I will walk my zinnia field and pick a couple bouquets of the last of my pretties. I will hold gratitude in my heart for what the field has given this year to us in beauty..I will sing to them one last time as I pick and I will whisper thank you as I walk away. Monday the zinnia will be gone and in their place collard greens and kale will be planted. SIGH...to everything there is a season...a time to live and a time to die.

I'm getting ready to take some pictures of the fall lot overflowing with abundance of the harvest season, so check in on me soon to have a look at Fall at Stoney's.

Until then...look nto the eyes of someone you love and tell them, "I love You", because we don't have each other forever in this lifetime, make the most of the earthly life you have otgether while you have it close, comfortable and tangible.

Endings always bring new beginnings

The urge to play with paper comes more often than I have the chance to do it but I made this card the other night to send to a friend along with a litle present I have had for over a year and never mailed to her. As summer drapes her shawl over her now fading flowery dress and readies herself to step aside allowing fall to have a grand entrance I thought the words of Dickens on the inside appropriate for the time of year and my feelings of summer soon leaving.

 

 

 

"Nature gives to every time and season some beauties of its own."

Charles Dickens

 

Summer has been beautiful and wonderful, and although it is always hard for me see my beloved summer leave I know it is soon time for change and I welcome it with arms and eyes wide open.  It is only days away until the summer lot takes on a whole new look of fall and abundance. I can hardly wait to see the pumpkins arrive with their colors and textures and to begin to make displays. Its alot of work but its GOOD hard work. How can anyone not love the site of a fairytale or cinderella pumpkin...there is something magical about how a tiny seed can grow something with such character. 

I hope that each of you who read me here will buy yourself a pumpkin this fall and enjoy the proicess of doing so. Pumpkin time is how local produce markets and garden centers stay in business once the bulk growing season for local veggies and fruits dwindles. Please support your local farm stand markets in your area for your fall needs, Yes you can pick up a pumpkin and put it in your metal shopping cart (and probably for cheaper) but if you appreciate the wealth that the American farmer gives to your life in summer support the farmer by visiitng a local market not a box store, or a grocery store for your fall pleasures. Treasures that what pumpkins and gourds are!

Speaking of leaving, Nik who came again this year and worked with us at Stoney's along with his friend K have now gone back to Russia. As I write this they should be landing on the soil of their home country... two fine young men whom I had the pleasure of their company this summer.

I took this photo of them in lhe last minutes before we all said our goodbyes. I will rememeber them as this...Nik with his great big beautiful smile and i will always remeber his words when you said Good morning Nik, how are  you? He would answer, "Good, always good!"  Nik and I will write now and then to one another and touch base with our lives, I hope. He will always have a little place in my heart with his name on it and I will always think of him kindly as my friend in Russia.

KL spoke little English upon arrival but his friend NIk helped him along in the very beginning translating if need be in Russian, and by the time KL left he spoke fluently our native tongue. He too is a fine young man and I enjoyed getting to know him as the summer went on. Both boys weeded the zinnia field for me and I know they didn't enjoy doing it :-) but I thank them for keeping the field in good order. I will miss them and I hope that in this lifetime our paths with cross again. Bless you both with all good things in your life Nik and KL.

It's almost time for the zinnia field to be where collards will grow this fall through winter. I still pick daily but the flowers are getting smaller and fewer and the plants are getting tired now. These are pictures from yesterdays pickins' so you can imagine how beautiful they were in their prime. 

In the language of flowers zinna means, "thinking of friends."

I'm thinking of Nik and KL and how good it must be for their family and friends to see them. And I think of all the friends I have met through blogging. Thank you all for what you bring to my life by visting here.

As one season comes to an end I look forward to new beginnings. Fall to me is the season in which we are reminded to be grateful for our abundance.  In these troubled times for many and the mess our country strives to rise above I hope that you will take time to measure and appreciate your abundance. For me it will have nothing to do with monetary value, but rather with the joy of friendships, the blessing of good health that sustained me today and hopefully will tomorrow and for the bounty of the harvest that fall will soon bring. May the bright orange of a pumpkin cheer you, the many textures of the season serve to add depth to your being, and your heart be lightened with inspiration.

Abundantly yours,

Carolyn

Loving little Dewey

I'm sad as I sit to write tonight.

Today is my mothers birthday. It has been many years now I have been without her but I still miss her everyday. Everytime I walked by the watermelons on the wagon today I felt like I wanted to cry.  That well in my heart that holds all the love my mother gave to me ALL her life was overflowing with memories that needed release and so I felt overwhelmed to tears most of my day.  As a little girl all my mother ever asked for on her birthday was a watermelon, and its what she got. Until her death I always bought her a watermelon and tied a ribbon around it with a big bow as one of her presents. After her death I always bought myself a watermelon on this day Decemeber 25th and ate it in her honor..not today.

My brother left for a short trip this morning to go back to his house and check on things. He will return in only a few days but it's always hard for me when I hug him on his way, and I miss him when he is gone. Close in age only 13 months between us we grew up much like twins (both went to kindergaren the same year) and in all our years I can never remember having a fight with my brother or us not speaking to one another. He was the first to be there for me when Arnie had his misfortune of paralysis and he remains by my side to help me see through and get through the toughest times as they come and thankfully go, and while i hold my breath and pray they don't return.  I love you brother Bobby.

Just the other day as we sat here, doing this..(BTW I promise you my apron is clean when I start each day!)

Bobby laughed and said to me, "Whoever thought that at near 60 we would be sitting together on a farm bench bottle feeding two little baby farm animals?"

My thought that minute was that it would make my mother happy to know this as her hope was that her children would always be close, support one another in life's ups and be there for each other through the downs, loving one another without sibling conflict ever getting in the way of family and celebrate the gift it is to have a brother or a sister. It's why I asked a co worker to take this picture so I could blog that thought. Little did I know yesterday how special these pictures would be today.

Meriweather as I have written about before is just over three months and thriving so well. (wait until I show you pictures of her at the second birthday party she has gone to at age 3 months.  Lynn made her n adorable party hat to wear to the birthday celebration and Merriweather loved it and left it on her head the whole time! What a kid! (pun intended) 

Dewey is the lamb that Bobby holds in the above picture Dewey came to us 2 months ago. One of triplets, the largest born weighing in at 9 lbs 6 oz,  and a mama sheep generally will only care for two, so she came to us to be her mama, bottle feed her as often as she would have nursed from her mother if she was one of twins not triplets.

Bobby became fond of adorable Dewey and Dewey of him. Ya think? He didn't know I took this picture when I snapped it.
Sadly, Dewey died today. My heart aches as I say those words aloud and think them over and over again in my head tonight. Late this afternoon he became bloated and although Lynn called the vet immdeiate and she and Billy transported him immediately for care Dewey did not make it to come home to us and his friends on the farm. An autopsy showed a birth defect of his intestine being wrapped around his stomach which caused a blockage, Nothing we would have known or could have done about is what they said as words of comfort. I had the hard task of calling my brother to tell him our dear Dewey was gone.

Life sometimes just doesn't seem fair. It wasn't fair to Dewey to take him so soon.

I like this picture of Dewey....

with his little friend Merriweather whom he hung out with. It reminds me of how he walked into our life and brought us all JOY. In the short time he was here he reminded us that we are all dependant on one another for survival in this world. The greratest of happiness often comes in the little things of life, like sitting on a farm bench with a brother sharing a moment. This picture, with him in the lead walking, also reminds me of how quickly and how suddenly he walked out of our life and into the arms of grace. I miss you baby Dewey. I can't imagine what the morning will be like without you greeting me as I arrive at work tomorrow. I'm so sorry Dewey that you didn't get grow up and experience more of what your life would be...the only peace i can find in any of this is that you were loved and cared for and cherished in the short time we were blessed to have you. Rest in Peace Our Dear Baby Dewey.

(Dewey will be buried on the farm where he was born and we will plant a tree near his grave  ....may it grow to full glory as baby Dewey wasn't given time to do.)