Photo he sent to me while he was on holiday with Wayne. Paragliding (one of his many passions in life) in Switzerland. One of the best flights of his life.
Garth in Maarssen on one of his long walks with Max.
Garth loved Max so much and they shared many adventures together. This is his first photo of him. Unfortunately, Max got sick and died in his arms this year. Garth was heartbroken. Until the last day, he still missed Max so much. You can watch Garth and Max here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MAVtFcFytPI
When the moon on a cloud cast night Hung above the tree tops height You sang me of some distant past That made my heart beat strong and fast Now I know I'm home at last. You offered me an eagle's wing That to the sun I might soar and sing And if I heard the owl's cry Into the forest I would fly And in its darkness find you by. And so our love's not a simple thing Nor our truths unwavering But like the moon's pull on the tide Our fingers touch our hearts collide I'll be a moon's breath by your side. Source: Samhain Night - Loreen McKennit