8" X 10", acrylic on canvas Before I moved to New York, I lived in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. My wife and I lived in a house that was across the street from Nisky Hill Cemetary. The cemetary was beautifully kept with many large trees and bushes, and an abundence of birds, bats, squirrels, skunks, chipmonks, oppossums, groundhogs, and even deer. Our cats loved to sit in the upstairs windows and watch the animals and birds scamper around the graveyard. Cybele was our oldest at the time and she spent hours above the radiator staring out the window.
