Skip Hunt Photography
Embedded incognito… he sits. he waits. he wonders.“Am I here? Or, am I there?…. Or, have I always just been everywhere?”“Potted Man” ~ San Sebastian, Spain © 2010 Skip Hunt

Embedded incognito… he sits. he waits. he wonders.

“Am I here? Or, am I there?…. Or, have I always just been everywhere?”

“Potted Man” ~ San Sebastian, Spain © 2010 Skip Hunt

She shivered and gasped as he held her close…
“I’m here. Don’t be afraid…” Her damp chilly frame fought for final moments. Just one more…He pulled her delicate and closer to share his warmth as she shriveled in her final moments. “My love… I’m so cold… afraid… please don’t let me go… hold me…” He spoke of sand and sea… He rocked her gently in time with the Mother’s crashing waves… calling back her own. Singing a sweet lullaby, floating adrift in the last breeze… the shepherd delivered her gently to the other side as she slipped in to the great ALL…“Shepherd” ~ San Sebastian, Spain © Skip Hunt ~ http://www.skiphuntphotography.com

She shivered and gasped as he held her close…

“I’m here. Don’t be afraid…” Her damp chilly frame fought for final moments. Just one more…

He pulled her delicate and closer to share his warmth as she shriveled in her final moments. “My love… I’m so cold… afraid… please don’t let me go… hold me…” 

He spoke of sand and sea… He rocked her gently in time with the Mother’s crashing waves… calling back her own. Singing a sweet lullaby, floating adrift in the last breeze… the shepherd delivered her gently to the other side as she slipped in to the great ALL…

“Shepherd” ~ San Sebastian, Spain © Skip Hunt ~ http://www.skiphuntphotography.com