There is a beautiful woman called Kate who lives in Maryland and writes and takes photographs to share on her blog Chronicles of a Country Girl.  Her speciality is nature photography and especially birds, and her border collie George. She has become a friend of mine online, and through our blogs.
Her husband has just died after a long illness and as a tribute to her, several people are sharing photographs of nature on their own blogs to send to her at this time beyond words. 
Here is my gift to Kate, with the words to a poem/hymn written by Tennyson which my mother chose to give to us her family when she died. Picture taken while sailing in the Inner Hebrides of Scotland

Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.