Drawing with my year old nephew.
A collaboration project, for each piece drawn, one is carved.
The Black King and Bishop.
Artwork- Ms. Leigh
Carving- Mr. Allard
The Black Queen
The White Tree of Gondor
Last of the Starmakers
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
"I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night." - Galileo