Anyway, this peaceful space of trees and winding paths, a space where one could clear the head, lighten the heart and forget the turmoil of life, was tended, maintained and watched over by John Ten Have, my uncle by marriage and a longtime friend. He didn't just own the woods he understood the trees, the plants and the world of this forest. Thank you Uncle John for sharing, your knowledge and yourself. His spirit is there now, in the place he loved most. . .
daughter Jennifer and Uncle John |
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