IT began when, in our Last Days, I had finally accepted Avalon as HIStory. Missy
Today my rounds began as usual in correspondence with the Word. Then I followed a man who was husbanding the garden. A butterfly joined us, and I began to do as my father had taught me, pulling out the weeds with their roots. Friends stopped to greet us, Bette and Irene. For several hours NOW I have feasted with Joy, practicing my newly assigned role as "The Silent Woman" and pulling "Leaves of Grass." Dr. Crisp-Yeager
