half past nomad

These animals were carved by one of the family members. If I recall correctly, it was their eldest son; he died at the age of 40 of cancer. Mom and Dad have been and are still tested by God. Like you and me.

The animals are beautiful, silent and without a whisp of pain. I would love to have something like this in my house one day.

This entry was posted on Sunday, July 27th, 2003 at 6:42 am and is filed under Blogathon03.