I am reading through the illustrated handmade poetry books Sue had given to me over the years. She was VERY prolific. And I think I am going to read the poem she wrote about her summer camping in Coolidge State Park when she found a heart-shaped stone in a brook and had it made into a necklace.
Sue and I bonded over our mutual love for nature. Every time I took a walk and would see a feather or a perfect leaf on the ground I would think of Sue. Often I picked up the leaf or feather and made a card for Sue. I admired Sue for her ability to look at the same tree or mountain or lake or sunset and see something new each time. And I loved that she never stopped making art, up until her last months of life. For me, Sue's philosophy is encapsulated in one of my favorite lines she wrote: "...my shore sparkles with treasure where none had been before..."
I am going to wear the heart-shaped stone when I read her poetry and then pass it around at them memorial for everyone to see. That will be NICE.
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