I have a lot of stuff. Most of it is the usual gotta have kinda stuff; sofa, chairs, tables, bed, dresser, dishes, pots and pans, linens, clothes. You know stuff of daily life. Some of the stuff is “I just like it” stuff. No real need for it but I like it and so I have it; books, cat thingies, candles, decorative pillows, and well…just stuff.
If I lost it all or had to sell it I could. I am not saying it would be easy and that there wouldn’t be some tears but of all this assorted stuff most of it I could toss and it would be ok. Notice I say “most” of it. There are a few things that mean a lot to me. None of it has any great value but in my heart these things are priceless.
Of the priceless things are these paintings…
This is my second favorite. It is actually not a finished piece but a practice piece. Doesn’t matter to me. I love it.
And my third favorite.
None of the pictures here do justice to the paintings. I am not any kind of photographer and I have a very basic inexpensive camera.
They have no monetary value, not painted by anyone you have heard of or know.
They are watercolor paintings done by my brother.
If you could see them in person I think you would be impressed.
They are quite beautiful.
When I look at them I remember Will and my heart is happy.