There was nothing the old stone mason loved more than to have his family gathered under the eaves of his house. When the joys of his screeching grandchildren, the assistance of his capable children and the warm home created by his long-suffering wife, became too much to bear, Mr. Bao would step out into the cool evening night and watch over the heaven he had carved on earth.
For my cousins in Sarasota
Oh that touches my heart. My children call our little home, "La Casa de muchos besos" which means, "The house of many kisses." This somehow reminded me of my own heaven on earth.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! :)
ReplyDeleteJeanne, I wish I could put into words what this picture means to my family and I however, I am afraid they would be inadequate. The love and emotion that I feel when I look at this work of yours is beautiful beyond words......I love you.
ReplyDeleteJeanne ming, your painting and words are poetry ... I feel the light shivering in your painting.
ReplyDeleteUn gusto verte en mi rincón, una hermosa pintura, te dejo un abrazo.
ReplyDeleteI will say that your painting is a piece of heaven on earth. Love it. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, Jeanne, you captured Steve's love of family and his legacy for generations to come! What a moving painting and inspiration for all of us. May God richly bless you.
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