The gaurds
Geese really are noisey gaurds. I just drove past them and the peace was shattered. The quiet hamlet was roused and the babies screamed.
I was coming.
Nice to be wanted, I think?
A lovely half shift today and home to enjoy the drizzle and steamy dampness that Scotland enjoyed today.
We won't mention the Rugby, will we?
A large canvas sits in front of me and the base layer of colour is laid. I wonder when inspiration will make me do something else to it. With a full day's work tomorrow, I don't think it will be happening then.
I know where it will hang, now just what to do for it..............?
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