At the Round House Cafe in Cambridge, I had lunch with a friend, Tom Wolksi, a local veterinarian. At the next table was a neighbor (I think she would prefer not to have her name used.) She was a good friend of Florence, she walked down the road many times during the summer to see Florence, she knew where all her gardens and flowers here, and she said Florence was generous with her recipes, including her famous Rhubarb Pie. “Many people won’t share their recipes,” she said, but Florence did, and she told her the secret of her Rhubarb Pie was that she put an egg in it before she baked it.

I invited her to come and see Red her sheep, she apologized for not visiting sooner and greeting us. She missed Florence, she said, she was a good friend and a lot fun. I enjoy my neighbor, she is a strong woman, she looked right at the camera and almost defied me to take a photo. She asked for help in opening her juice, and I hope she comes by to see us.