Reseeding After An Apocalypse

Acrylic on canvas panel, 16×20″

Not necessarily THE Apocalypse (however you might understand that), but any apocalypse. The meteor that killed the dinosaurs and most of the other life on our planet, for instance. 

The point is that given enough time, life always comes back. It comes back different, but it comes back. And our dear Grandfather Sun is behind it all, endlessly, patiently, pouring energy into our little corner of space.

Sometimes you have to look at a long time scale to see the hope. A very long time scale. Actually, a ridiculously long time scale.