With Autumn upon us, one recalls life and death. With today being Halloween – All Hallow’s Eve – Samhain – the line between the living and dead blows thin. We were in Colorado last week to put to rest the remains of my oldest brother, who passed away last April. He had a hard life after he left home, so he died relatively young. These leaves are part of the oak grove where we laid his ashes. From here, he can see across the plateau to the snow-covered mountains miles away. Be at peace, brother.
Ink, Yarn & Beer 