Life and Death
This Season of Death continues with the passing of my father from a sudden and very aggressive lung cancer. It is a cacophony of contrasting imagery now: plants that appeared dead bursting new green buds, but others that seemed to have survived now slowly dying off, while 15 species of warblers sing in the brown crumbling forest. It is a strange and disorienting Spring.
posted by Bill Pulliam @ 7:58 AM
6 comments
6 Comments:
I'm very sorry to hear about the passing of your father, Bill.
Our thoughts are with you.
Very sorry to hear about your Father. Hope you got to spend some time with him in his last years.
I lost my 88 year old Dad a year ago and am very thankful for the time I spent with him in his last two years and for what he told me in our final conversation.
Assuming that is your farm house in the picture, you have a pretty place.
Bill,
Sounds like a tough time. I know you realize that nature has endured this sort of thing before and recovered. It will this time too. Who knows, maybe the cold snap will hammer an invasive species even harder.
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Dave Nolin
Bill:
I am too sorry to hear about the passing of your father.
Just got back from two weeks of birding in Colorado.
Mike H.
I'm sorry to learn of the passing of your father, Bill. Cherish the memories. I lost my father when I was 20 (he was just 42), but I can still vividly recall the things we used to enjoy doing together, like fishing on warm summer evenings, playing, talking, and watching football, etc.
Thanks to all of you for your thoughts.
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