My frenchie Clyde took a ride with me and we got a blackberry matcha.
Proverbs 12:10a
The righteous knows the life of his animal,
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My frenchie Clyde took a ride with me and we got a blackberry matcha.
Proverbs 12:10a
The righteous knows the life of his animal,
So, this is my boy Maximus Bane Hunter. He was a good boy.
We lost him in October 2025. I’ve been so heartbroken and unable to even put into word or express with my words how utterly cracked I am in my soul over his loss.
Maximus was truly not a dog from the moment we chose him, met him and raised him. He constantly reminded us that he wanted to be treated like a human and accepted no less from us.
When we lost him suddenly nothing could prepare us for the huge gapping hole he would leave.
We lost him while in transition from selling our home in Washington state and packing our entire lives to move to Tennessee. We knew in our hearts he was never going to make the journey with us. We knew he did not have the strength to do so and it was ultimately not in God’s plans.
Fast forward to yesterday and specifically the night. As we prepared for rest my heart began to feel heavy. I just felt overwhelmed with grief and sadness. I had to ask myself what this might be and Maximus was right there in the front of my mind. I cried, bawled and then prayed as I was thinking of him.
As I was finishing up praying I asked God to let Max know I missed him, still love him and that one day, I’d see him again. I even said, “God I don’t even know if that’s possible or even within your loving kindness to grant such a thing for me.” Then, in the midst of tears I heard , “with God all things are possible.” My heart settled and my eyes started to ever so slightly drift off to sleep.
Then, just before I drifted off to sleep, I heard a hoot or what sounded like a hoot of an owl. I sat up. Then I heard it. I heard the hoot of a barred owl. I got out of bed to look out my window to see if I could spot it but it had flown off. I did not hear it hoot again. I did not find this moment to be a coincidence. I felt like it was an answer to my prayer and my question.
When Max was younger we took him on a camping trip to the Redwoods in California. The second night there we heard our first encounter with a barred owl. Maximus barked once and then got quiet as the owl continued to hoot for well over a half hour. My mind and heart will forever think of the barred owl and my Maximus together. It was an experience he and I shared together.
So, my heart was content and my sleep was peaceful knowing God heard my prayer.
The look of utter awe of the beauty of the flower.
Pear abstract colored pencil art. #pear#coloredpencil #abstract #loveart #color #peargreen
I googled my symptoms and turns out all I needed was…..matcha.
I created this alien beauty back in 2021. I was looking at past art work I created for inspiration. She is just as gorgeous now as then.
“but a mist (fog, dew, vapor) used to rise from the land and water the entire surface of the ground— then the Lord God formed [that is, created the body of] man from the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and the man became a living being [an individual complete in body and spirit].”
Genesis 2:6-7 AMP
“You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.” – C.S. Lewis.
…it’s not easy.
I don’t know if this is true for other tinnitus sufferers but mine has a color. This is a recent development.
I had no outside influence or seen these colors in my day to day goings ons. I took a break and put on a sound scrubber and I closed my eyes and my tinnitus presented in the color shown (electric purple).
This happened more then once while I had my background sounds going to drown out its incessant hiss.
Maybe we are friends now….its shown its true color.
Message me if yours has a color too…
Current mood….pluie & nuages
“Even when clouds grow thick, the sun still pours its light earthward.” – Mark Nepo
Classic Cosmo…
This was the edition the month and year I was born. I can totally identify with this beauty.
Could it be….
My little neighbor friend Kevin came by for a sitting. He was such a gentleman.
Tried something new and used coffee and watercolor graphite.