Saw this woman, obviously aged. She was my neighbor. She was in a house dress and in her hand was sawzsall., cutting limbs from a tree. Not to many women even know what that is let alone use one. I had to meet this woman! Over time she admitted she was odd and a Georgia Cracker. I laughed and said, I'm a Yankee, and odd too. For a time we were peas and carrots. She was a sharp,

Obstinate and stubborn as I was. She left here over a year ago but before she did she wanted me to have her flowers and plant them. I did so with tears. I kept hearing her say , Now, take care, dont plant them to deep, they won't do well . The top of the bulb likes to be near the surface..dont forget.... i stopped at what i call the Jewel Garden. They weren't blooming. To deep, she said.

And i herd her voice clear as can be. She said, My neighbor, my only neighbor. I miss her every day. She knew me as Charlotte... not Mom, Grandma just me. I knew her the same, just Jewel. I look over at her house looking for her light. God Speed my friend, my only friend. .........i hope your dogs are there though you didnt believe that. I hope they are. Running amoungst your black iris!!!

You didnt believe they would be... thats fine, but i hope they are anyways running amounest the black iris...and  you giving them the buisness !! GOD SPEED MY FRIEND, MY ONLY FRIEND...... LOVE YOU AND THANK YOU!

Oh. By the way, I'm right behind ya!