My father’s death was truly beautiful. The family were all there and witnessed the moment he left this life. It was incredibly peaceful and relaxing. As an FYI, he had Alzheimers and pneumonia. As hard as it was to let him go, it was beautiful to watch the confusion and pain leave him shortly before he left us.
Most members of the animal kingdom. Cats, snakes, lizards, foxes, fruit bats, rats, mice, ferrets, weasels, salamanders, mantises, and all creatures furry, feathery, and scaly.
Well done animation. I just can’t get enough of it. Something about the way the colors and the movement come together, combined with knowing all the work that must have gone into it, I guess.
The songbirds that come to my backyard feeder, even in winter.
The mountains. The birds that ride on the mountain currents. A still mountain lake. The bears that live near the mountain lakes, and who make themselves known on occasion.
Newborn kittens. Similarly, newborn horses and cows. I sometimes wonder how many animals I’ve brought into this world, without having any idea what I’m doing. Thankfully, Mother Nature usually takes care of all the details for me, and she tells the mothers what to do. The mother animals tell me what to do. I do what Mama tells me, and somehow, we get kittens and puppies and foals and calves. I am always in awe.
Dawn on a humid Ontario morning, when the blades of grass have discrete dewdrops on them.