Saturday, October 17, 2015
At times he seems utterly grownup, and at other times he craves childhood. He has the soul of an artist and the dreams of a visionary. He sets out on adventures then returns home to nest in his blankets. He basks in the lights and energy of a big city and the peace of a mountain creek. His face goes soft when he sees a puppy, a kitten, or any baby animal really, including human. He creates music and art with extraordinary ease. He laughs often and his laughter is sustained. Those he loves, he loves wholeheartedly and proudly.