The beasts, I use them, to catch and understand my innermost thoughts, I guess.
I've been concentrating on knowing the stray cat. The stray cat in me.
But the lion came first. That first Spirit Cloth.
And the lion is back today.
The sky was on fire this morning. A sunrise like Dad use to paint with his watercolors. On wet paper. I always sensed his joy about another day.
Can't believe I see this in the morning.
Regarding the new sharing series...