This Saturday past, we celebrated my grandmother’s birthday. Her six daughters (my mom and my aunties) with husbands and the grandkids all congregated. It was a hobbitish event with plenty of food, two cakes and gifts for the guests. My grandma had decided to present her grandchildren with paintings. Several pieces had recently come back into the family. So we drew numbers from a hat and went in turn. I came away with this painting that I love because it's a scene my Grandpa loved best. Sun shafting through the dark redwoods. I am calling it Little Tree.
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