Friendships disappear sometimes, like the snow in early spring
While a forest of hearts that have bonded move on and grow lush, the snow will change form and move on, flowing downriver to new oceans.
In time the snow now turned to water will rise from the ocean to be carried as clouds which explore themselves in paintings against the azure sky.
While bonded hearts settle down for their long winters nap, quietly the snow returns from its long journey to visit once again upon the forest of friendships.
Sad because of his absence, guilty for abandoning but, quietly and gently falling again to be with his forest of friendships and to dream of renewal.
Nice to see you today...
Extra picture of Dan approaching summit.