So, I go to see a friend of mine that I haven't seen in some time.. I let my friend talk as I was there to listen. I was there not to give advice or opinion, I was there not to judge nor expect, I am there to just listen. I listened to things of the past, I listened to complaints of the present, I listened to fears of the future, I let my friend talk as I am there to listen... We parted with a hug and I promised to return and to listen once again. As I drove off, I turned and spotted the sign high above the grounds, it read "Sunshine Park" nice name I thought, nice name. This is a 6"x 8" oil painting on one of my few remaining archival panels with no framing needed. schwartzart@earthlink.net
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