We have officially letterboxed all of Weatherford. We found our last one today, a remembrance of Bonnie and Clyde and their crime spree through this area.
We are looking forward to spiraling our hunt outward from our little town to find what other stories await us.
This morning we went on the last geocache in Soldier Springs. It seems today was a day of endings.
The place it led us was a beautiful trail into the forest where someone had placed signs, arrows pointing on which someone had painted "Psycho Path" and "Root Canal". They were actually quite well done, which begs the question, who put them here and why? Did we happen upon a childhood hangout of someone's?I could see why someone might want to spend some time back there in the green mossy silence.
This afternoon we went on a geocache to Memory Gardens. It was a beautiful cemetery, a place you would enjoy coming to to remember.
There were goats, surprisingly. Noelle was entranced by all the "Me-e-e-e's".
There was a quaintness about it all, with pieces of land labeled with signs like "Garden of Gospel" or "Garden of the Good Shepherd", with a statue of Jesus and his flock watching over the plaques. Or the "Field of Honor" where so many soldiers lay to rest.
Noelle was enjoying walking around, so I spent some time to read the headstones and to look at the flowers and other gifts people placed on the graves of their loved ones. They looked so beautiful shining in the sun. I could imagine the wife or husband, son or granddaughter placing the trinkets just so, thinking of their family member watching over them. 
And placed in the middle was a sun dial, with this poem carved into its stone:"The kiss of the sun for pardon
The song of the birds for mirth
One is nearer God's heart in a garden
Than anywhere else on earth."
Truer words were never spoken.
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