I heard a wonderful toast recently–supposedly an old Scottish one–that I found so striking, I want to pass it along. My wife and I were at the home of some of our new Oregon friends for dinner, on the occasion of my birthday, and our host made the following toast to me:
“May you be buried in a coffin made from the wood of a 100 year old tree, which we’ll plant tomorrow.”
And he gave us this native cedar seedling which he’d found on his land:
If his toast comes true, I think I’m safe for a while.