The last light slips through the trees. Today, the forest was quiet and rewarding, the journey successful. Even so, each step grew heavier on his return. It’s dinner time already—the kits must be concerned. Rounding the corner small faces appear, eyes wide, pressed to the window, being rocked by happy tails. He straightens. The weight of the worry drops away. Everything’s OK, now it’s time to eat and play.
9″x12″ Pastel on Paper