I want to share a personal project of mine. I've worked on it off & on for a couple of years.
When Roscoe lived his Before life, all alone on a chain in a far corner of a neighbor's backyard, I would sit with him some evenings til after night fell. We'd enjoy the quiet and watch the stars pop out. I would tell him that one day he'd see those stars from a place far far away from that chain. And while he didn't make it to a place far far away, that chain is but a distant memory. There are still evenings, especially in the summer, when he will sit or lie quietly outside til after night falls, and I wonder if he's watching the stars.
Mostly I think he's watching for squirrels, but I can pretend, right?
Wow!! You are a painting artist as well??? That’s beautiful!!!