Prayer For The Lost Ruins
Aqua oil on canvas, 24″x36″
I had a beautiful ranch once, and beautiful dreams of what could be possible. There were old ruins under big, ancient cottonwood trees with sweeping vistas in all directions. This land captured my heart, as did the man with whom I bought it. But life had other plans, and I hope one day understanding will come so I can put my heart to rest. Meanwhile, the grand-mother medicine woman, whose spirit dwells on this land, I feel is watching over this beautiful land with her prayer for the lost ruins.