It all started I guess with the weather: snow on the daffodils did just not look right.
Spent the Easter week-end in Germany only to come home to find that one of our two cats was killed (in our drive way) by a drunk driver. He drove off the road...!
Polite words fail me...
Gentle Tom (alias GT) was just that: gentle, kind and super affectionate. He was my muse for this drawing.
Here he is in all is cuteness.
When words are too frail and a little meaningless nothing speaks louder than what the eye can see.