I managed to create a flower using the coffins as petals. It looked just like a daisy. Its very existence declared beauty in spite of tragedy, joy in spite of sorrow. And, the Daisy Jane block was born.
While I’ve always chuckled at the idea of “Christmas in July,” it feels like a strange mash up from where I sit. I’m enjoying all the cozy “hygge” things like hot tea and sweater weather, but at the wrong time of year, at least in my experience.