My father died July 11, 1998. He was 76. We held a service for him then and he was cremated.
A few weeks later, the funeral home contacted me to give me his ashes. I took them in a black, shiny box and have had them ever since. Put them in the book case. I didn’t really know what else to do with them.
Today would have been his 92nd birthday. Now, it seems, is as good a time as any to disperse those ashes. He would have liked it here. He loved a great view and this place has that in spades.
He also loved dogs. And our Megan died February 7th of this year and we have had her ashes here as well. Now seems as good a time as any to disperse her ashes. And it seems OK to do them together. So, we will.
The next time you look at the blog picture of the house on the point, know that there are two old dogs roaming there as well as the three of us.
Our Off the Grid Home 
A nice place to spread the ashes for sure.
My father is buried in a family plot that 100 years ago would have been nice. Now its right on the boundary to a busy highway. No privacy , 18 wheelers roaring past within 10 ft of his grave. Terrible place to be buried. And, of course, my mother insists on being buried next to him………
As for me, I think John Prine sang it best is his song.
“Please dont bury me”
http://www.jpshrine.org/lyrics/songs/srpleasedontburyme.html
Enjoy
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Can’t say as that spreading ashes is ‘burying’. And we are highly unlikely to get a highway here anytime soon. But I did cast the ashes in a circle around me and then had to to trod on them when I left the scene. So, he has already encountered pedestrian traffic to some extent.
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