A good friend is wonderful to have around and to share the times in life with.  I was reminded of this recently.

I'm over on 2nd Street, doing a familiar view of Guardian Angels when these two delightful girls came tooling by.  Good friends, I am sure as their manner together made apparent.  Before they turned the corner I beckoned them to circle back as I would like to include them in my developing artistic creation.  Without pause, they 180'd and gleefully repeated their sprightly approach.  As they swished by they mentioned that they had seen me "over there" yesterday.  And "before " you were "over that way"...and wasn't that you painting "over on the other block" yesterday.

It sure was me I said, thanks, you'll be famous now.  You're in the picture, and off they went.  Hmm, I never thought anyone really noticed me.

Now I sit here and recall with a smile that brief exchange.  Sometimes I actually think I'm alone.  No one see's me.  Just me, a canvas and paint, but wait...not far away my good friend enjoys my companionship.  He watches as I paint a canvas with every thought and deed.  He has given me the free will and grace to paint with bold strokes a work that speaks of His goodness and grace.