there are portraits yet to paint

Today I was feeling very sad about Reflections passing away. Sometimes it seems that the beautiful things in life come to us, and then; in a fleeting moment are gone: never to come again.
Long before the the newest baby bunny gets to the show table we have pondered it's coming into the world.
It's future has been plotted.....dreamed.... hopeful that the new baby bunny will accomplish all we have planned for it.
In many ways, breeders are artists painting with genes.
Today as I bred a wonderful doe to a superb buck.........I began another painting.

there is a past, a present, and the hopefulness of the future.