No pastelling possible today but discovered an pastel art app, so had a bit of fun drawing an imaginary corgi. It’s actually as much effort to smudge in as it is in real life.
This beautiful dog was saved from immanent death in a kill shelter. She had no name. PennyPaws rescue asked for donations to help her and name her. We named her Mollie. What a wonderful privilege to name such a special dog. She is now looking for love here. https://pennypawsrescue.org.uk/2025/08/19/mollie/ It is wonderful to see my drawing on her page. https://pennypawsrescue.org.uk/2025/05/27/sponsor-a-pennypaws-dog-dog-of-the-day/
A porn to try and convey what I am experiencing at the moment, struggling with horrendous throbbing pain, cognitive and visual disappearance and physical inability to draw as I want to. Or at sll. My head is pounding, my temples are throbbing rhythmically in time with the tormenting, agonising throb that is pounding me, in the centre of my feet, the one that is also assaulting me in the midpoint of my shins, along with the intense, burning, never-ending throb that carves into my hands, pulls at my inner wrists, my lower and upper arms and even my armpits, my back, my sides, my chest muscles, my neck, the back of my head and distorts the senses in my face. My mind has reduced. My language has deconstructed down to irritable swearing and angry words, destroyed literally by the slightest sound, movement , jolt or surprise. All articulate, be...
Still sad Three years on With you gone Yet stills we feel you all around Your smile still lingers here And still we see you everywhere Your bark still lingers on the breeze And honestly, I am still afraid to sneeze Incase you bark at me again No dog to poke a wet nose at my paralysed arm So many special ways you charmed us Your ball lays silent in the grass No football played here anymore Your bedding and your toys all gone Your leaving us is not quite so harsh Though painful memories still Can jab and stab at us. Mostly we feel your love And happiness Tenderly surrounding our Now quiet lives And are just so glad we knew you Even for a shorter while than hoped for Our Precious little dog.
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