Blue, two kinds. Loose leaf tea jar on my tiny shrine that holds some of my Obi’s ashes. Obi means “heart.” He was my first dog, the one who taught me that to love in that measure would be equal to the pain I’d feel when I had to let go.
My dear lost her kitty this week. She had – no better they had watch other for 18 years. I ache for her lose. Sending blessings her kitty and your Obi.
Gorgeous photo, beautiful words.
Part of my heart is in that jar. ♥
My dear lost her kitty this week. She had – no better they had watch other for 18 years. I ache for her lose. Sending blessings her kitty and your Obi.
Thank you, Frances. ♥