Memorials are a powerful tool in processing grief. Crosses, flowers, soft toys and mementos, tangible reminders of existence. A statement that this person lived, and that they were loved. On a quite roadside rises a mound of soft toys, grayed and weathered with time. Towards the edge sits Wile. Occasionally a bouquet of balloons joins the assembly, before sagging and wrinkling away, quietly replaced by yellow bud burst.