We had a funeral this afternoon. Kwamai's beloved marble (as of a few days ago), which survived one smashing on the floor by being crazy glued back together, did not survive a drop from the counter at the post office this morning. It smashed into about eight pieces. Kwamai was very distressed and tearful. So, after Mass we came home for a simple burial and funeral on the front lawn. The clover flowers mark the spot of burial.
Though Kwamai has a very soft heart for created things and inanimate objects of various sorts, some of the emotion may be fueled by rising at about 4:30 this morning!