As we turn towards the deepest part of winter, it can be easy to think that this is a season of stillness. The tracks in the Cemetery tell a different story. Our resident foxes, fishers, coyotes, turkeys, and rodents have been crisscrossing the paths. The tracks on the snow are a good reminder of the life incubating below, just waiting for spring warmth to reemerge.

Snow blankets the boughs of white pines as Black-capped Chickadees, Brown Creepers and Red-breasted Nuthatches call out while flitting from branch to branch. The cacophony of migratory birds are long gone from our mountain ridgeline...

We have grown tremendously over the past two years. The Cemetery has carried out 37 burials and has a community of almost 140 volunteers. Our beautiful labyrinth has become a place for meditation for mourners and visitors alike.