John Crowley Little and Big

Longtime readers of this journal will remember the constant follower who called herself jenlev -- a person I always sensed was a good and gentle nature, though of course that's merely an impression.  Jenlev loved birds, especially ravens and crows, and photographed them constantly.  I used one of her pictures as a Facebook icon (and still do).  We corresponded outside social media about birds and other things,


Her emails always ended with this quote:

"If my words did glow
with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played
on the harp unstrung
Would you hear my voice
come through the music
Would you hold it near
as it were your own?"

- Ripple -

Jen died of cancer on October 25th.