Yesterday Jason and I went down to Todmorden Mills and said goodbye to Rizo. Jason had got some tobacco, and we made up two packets of sacred herbs for an offering to the creator. We found a good old tree, tucked the packets away, lit some sweetgrass and J said a few words. Asking the creator to take care of Rizo's spirit, and to bless us with future children. It was a wonderful way to let go, and have our thoughts be carried to the creator.