Driving on around the lake,
a drive that was so familiar to me at one time, I just enjoyed being in that countryside again. I stopped at another graveyard, where friends had buried their little daughter, Grace Alice, who died a scant couple of weeks before my own son was born. Her white gravestone bears an epigraph from Baha'i writings: "Let her drink deep from the cup of Thy love"http://greenishlady.blogspot.com/2008/03/pilgrimage.html
See also: http://greenishlady.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-scribbling-hi-my-name-is.html
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