Memories are a Lot Like Shadows....

They are always there....usually behind us. But then, every now and then, we catch a glimpse of them out the corner of our eye.

Today, as I was cleaning off my late father-in-law's desk, I happened upon this wee Scottie. i had forgotten about him!

I don't want to dredge up memories of my little Angus, the Scottie (who passed away five months ago) but this little Scottie made of clay made me think of him. One day as I watched Angus sleeping, I felt so inspired. I got out a hunk of clay and fashioned it into a replica of Angus.

No, I am certainly not a sculptor, but if there is one thing I can draw or even imitate with clay, it is my beloved Scotties!