Lessons of the Winterthur winter sky
From my cottage, I could see the wide open sky of the sun’s movement over the year rising in the northern eastern sky and observe it slowly moving south with each sunrise, subtle yet profound. On my walks, I would see the hawks perching lower on the trees as winter came, conserving energy perhaps or maybe simply well fed by the abundance nature provided with the leaves fallen from the trees. In my heart, I could feel a connection with nature that I believe Henry Francis duPont fostered through his lush seasonal gardens always bringing delight and through the woods acre upon acre of hardy trees. As I walked the paths, I felt comforted and consoled, inspired and awed, and alive. I am grateful that Henry Francis duPont of incredible wealth provided such a gift to the public to enjoy and that he saw such value in nature, woods and gardens. The lessons learned at Winterthur have helped me to cope with loss of beloved ones and to live true to my heart.