Acrylic on Canvas
Saturday morning cartoons with a bowl of sugary cereal before heading outdoors, running breathlessly but always saving one for a spin of the pinwheel.
No thoughts of straight and narrow, black and white, point A to point B.
Im heading back to the paths we ran in the backyard. Curving, winding, with no direction except upwards and towards Joy.
To taste of what we're Lucky enough to call a Charmed life.
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