Upon a finite shore he waits for his Pilot to bear him to his infinite home since, in this life, there is always hope. Happy New Year!
Friday, January 1, 2021
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Nadine
It had been a harsh and bitter year for her. All the ghosts she stored in glass flasks in the cellar had freed themselves. Then the monsters...
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Alas, I still can't figure out how to reproduce colors on the computer! There are some yellows that didn't reproduce at all, the blu... -
This is an old drawing, done in 2003. Kathy and I recently had an occasion to look at some of my old pieces and she mentioned she liked this... -
I casually tipped my cap to him as we passed each other on the narrow path in the woods. He smiled and whispered, "When I was young I e...