give your pet a kiss on the forehead

Fangs out for another ride around the sun

“Every Sky Becomes a Memory”

Every day we have a sunset. And every day it is completely different.Sometimes we notice it, sometimes we don’t. But even if we do not see it, it still exists.Life feels the same way. We move through different states, different skies, different versions of ourselves. Some things become memories, some stay inside us forever, and some are only understood years later.The horses here feel like travelers continuing through all of it — through light, uncertainty, change, and time itself.

And somewhere ahead, there is still another horizon.

A sheep on my friends' farm, a study of the Fox's Path down from Cadair Idris in Dolgellau, Wales.

A little tiny microscopic dragon, rotifers passing by.