It was with great sadness we cut Scarlet (Willow) down. She was bent to the ground and it didn't seem possible she could recover from the storm. As I pruned the branches into managable piles for the compost pile I collected the special pieces. Imagine my surprise when I laid them all out. Oh the joy at receiving such a message. It is one thing to find heart rocks, but to find letters which form words? I indeed have someone very special on the other side of the veil of life giving me constant encouragement.