Between the March and April line -

Today is the day my mom died. Five years already. I miss her. She loved birds. The crows waited for her to throw out some bread. She was the official loon counter for the lake they lived on. Photos abound of birds at the feeders.

Fast forward to this past weekend and I was at a Voces 8 concert. They didn’t sing this song at the concert, but it’s one of my favorites. It is based on a an Emily Dickinson poem. Be prepared for a little cry. I’ve put the link below:

https://youtu.be/pwFlCIpmRo0.