Four years ago my sweet Ontario cottage ladies gave me a cash gift to buy a tree in memory of Judy MacLean.  Knowing how often trees don’t make it here, I wanted instead to buy a “Judy bench”, especially as a lovely part of my day was when Judy would return home from work, and we would sit together on the deck, making small talk and large talk. No bench spoke to me before this one. Others seemed too stiff to imagine Judy and me deep in conversation while sitting on them. This one actually rocks, and it has what feels like  friendship knots woven on the backrest. So today we launched the “Judy bench”. It’s about friendship and originated from friends’ thoughtfulness.. and Judy would love it.