Driving out to get the ashes we passed the place where my friend Lorna sang a song for Lupine. Pulling into the grounds the dogs begin to bark and the barn where Lupine once was is behind the main building. It is simpler today with the male owner not being there and the woman just pulling the ashes out of the shelf and saying what nice container I found for Lupine. I looked at the tiny bones, and ashes and nestle them close in the car. The road to distant lands and realm I know nothing about at this time.