Yesterday we visited with the spirit of our friend, Elli. It was the anniversary of her death according to the Jewish Calendar. Her ashes are scattered on the Charonne side of Pere Laschaise, scattered to enrich the flora that thrives there amidst the monuments to the souls who have moved on.
She was happy to see us and stopped by to say hello. As always, she made me laugh and made me think.
When we got home I found she had taken a picture with my camera. I think she wanted to remind me to watch my step on those pesky cobblestones.