Well, I’m looking through the pictures that I have of my fellow beings and, really, it would be unthinkable to leave George Ann out. As always, Time flies by: she died over five years ago. But knowing her – if only remotely, from across an ocean – has left a very real and valuable effect on how I look at things, in all senses of the phrase.
George Ann Weaver 21 May 1942 – 11 Feb 2016
Photo credit!!! >>> George Weaver, from the “About Me” page on her blog
There are many wonderful things in Life and, in amongst all those things, there are encounters with people who truly inspire the spirit and uplift the soul. George Weaver was one of those beautiful people.
I met her through her WordPress blog, She kept a parrot. She wrote it for her grandson, Charlie, so that he would have something to remember her by after her death. It fulfils that role now.
I am struck by her blog’s content. I’m really into images, often irrespective of their stories or implications. But, along with George’s beautiful pictures of living (and dead) things, her blog hit me with its vibrance and sheer joy in – and wonderful attitudes to – Life. It was like no other blog I know, it was vivid and felt so very much alive.
She kept a parrot is still on line. You could do a lot worse than to pop over and have a look through it.
Long before her death, George knew that she was seriously, potentially terminally, ill. She chose not to receive medical treatment, and faced death with a great deal of both courage and common sense.
She and I corresponded regularly and, maybe not least because neither of us were exactly spring chickens and also because we shared a love the Natural world, we found that we had much in common. It is a vast pleasure to have known her, a vast pleasure the warmth and glow of which, for me at least, counteracts somewhat the sorrow of losing her.
I have been enriched by her friendship, humanity and humour.
Thank you, George.