A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square

I’ve just finished writing thank you notes—such a nice way to begin the day—and since I annotated the Berkeley Square collage for Tom Miyako, I thought I’d do it here too:

The CD Tom prepared with versions of “A Nightingale Sang in Berkeley Square” sung by Sinatra, Bobby Darin, and even Chita Rivera is hanging from a tree (like a branch, not a body, I—who grew up in a racist South—hasten to add).  I’ve taken Mom and Kathy out of the Aegis garden and put them on a bench in Berkeley Square, London, where we can see my mom pointing up at clouds, at CDs growing from trees, and sheet music for the song she wanted to sing there on her 90^th birthday.  Over  a cupcake lit on her birthday, we can see her singing friend Ethel and other friends Nan (there for her every Wednesday) and Shirley (someone she met at work with whom she formed a book club), who is leaning against a tree.  Kathy and Jonathan are toasting to Mom on her 90^th birthday, and the dog Sammy is looking at a picture of Mom.

The globe represents Mom’s love of travel and her belief most of her life of the sentiment sung by Louis Armstrong at the Oak Park Hill Chapel’s web site

http://www.oakparkhillschapel.com/obits/obituary.php?id=118882

“What a wonderful world!”  Kathy granted my birthday wish by giving me a list of all the places they’d traveled together—an amazing assortment of places that I’ll share tomorrow!