A year later,
a century later,
or a whole turn of a galaxy later,
a child was holding onto her mother’s hand and looking up at the stars. She pointed up to the sky and she said
>What is that beautiful star called? It looks like it is dancing?
The mother smiled and said
>That is a new star and it shines brighter with every year
>I would like to shine like that star, the little girl said.
November 24th, 2009 at 12:10 pm
Like the star, you are shinning through your art and hand work, you teach so much, congratulations little star… luis
PS: I’m impressed with your web site, also hand made by you, such a techie…
December 10th, 2009 at 9:55 pm
Hello,
I have been enjoying your blog and website. Is all the art, your art? I really like it. This post and the one before have my heart leaning forward, so lovely!