Dancing in our Fields of Gold

The grasslands in this area really move us.  They are so peaceful.

For the past two nights we have had long serenades by coyotes...inviting us outside to dance to their music.

So, yesterday, on an uneven surface, after we cleaned out the rocks and cow poop, in a strong wind, we danced to Sting's song Fields of Gold.

Here are a couple of photos of these grasslands in October.  Literally they are Fields of Gold.

We want our ashes spread here, so we can walk in Fields of Gold for all of eternity.  

After the winter snows, our fields of gold are laced with green spring grass and mountain wildflowers.  Through all seasons and all eternity we will be walking and dancing together in our heaven on Earth.