Good Bye June...

Behind our barn is this magical place where the sky always seems to be blue and goes on forever.  You can walk for miles without meeting another.  There stands the tree line hung with chimes given to me by my friends at Meeting House in remembrance of my mother -- June Wind.  Chimes Dave walked up the hill and hung in the tree, the eagle tree.  Chimes placed there to protect my cat, Hope, from harm.  June, Hope, chimes in the breeze, days that last and last.