This is a memorial painting of a gentle and affectionate little friend of 17 years.
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This is a memorial painting of a gentle and affectionate little friend of 17 years.
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Boys and woodlands go well together. Living in the Rocky Mountain areas of Colorado means there are lots and lots of trees to love—some of the bristlecone pines on Pikes Peak are estimated to be over 2,000 years old. And that’s no tall tale! Scout out some Douglas fir if you want to see the 100 to 130 foot tall trees. Could be this little one will grow to be that tall, or perhaps 2000 years old.
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This is a painting of Jimmy that I did on Thanksgiving morning. It’s the 3rd in my series of “Gatti Liberi” (Free Cats—or strays as we often think of them). I met Jimmy about two years ago when he became best friends with Triangles (see painting #52). Around the beginning of June, after a year-and-a-half of daily morning and evening visits, we enjoyed an especially nice summer evening and the next day Jimmy and Triangles were gone.Jimmy is one of the biggest, sweetest, and friendliest cats I’ve ever known—and whom I hope to see again one day, along with his pal Triangles.
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Triangles is the 2nd in my series of “Gatti Liberi” (Free Cats—or strays as we sometimes think of them). I met Triangles on Halloween night almost two years ago.We became friends. She greeted me each morning when I brought her food, and she returned each evening to chatter and play. After my heart surgery, she often walked up and down the sidewalk with me each day to hasten my recovery. About two months ago, we enjoyed the evening and the next day she was gone, and has not returned. There isn’t anything harder than saying goodbye to a friend. Nevertheless, I wish I’d known to say goodbye to Triangles that night.
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Snowberry appeared in my life at the same time as Brambleberry, but she never approached me until Brambleberry disappeared. She is no doubt his Spirit Companion still. After two years, she still greets me each morning on the front porch, or sometimes I find her resting in the old MG. This is the 1st of a new and ongoing series of “stray cats” that I meet.
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