Now it is nearly 3 weeks ago that our friend has left us. Still lots of images of her dying ccome suddenly up and I miss her terrible. Because we live in the center of a big city and we don´t have a garden we had to cremate her. We went then last week with her ashes one evening to the parc she used to walk a lot. In this parc is a small pond with an island on it. Normally one cannot reach the island, but because it was icy cold the last weeks, the pond was frozen and we could walk on it and leave her ashes there and and light a candle. When we went back and stood on the bridge looking at the candle, in this moment a fox walked off this island over the ice and later came back again. This was somehow very peaceful and beautiful. As if she is taken care there and she is not alone. Often I have to think of this picture, the cold white scenery, the small candle on this island, and this fox who walked on the ice through the snow.
It was also strange because the parc is also in the center of town, therefore usually you never see foxes.