watercolour and ink on paper
Tick the ticks
Like an advert of a young slip of a thing dancing, gliding between flowers skipping down the path towards the gentle flowing river for her morning swim, so it was that I fitted like a little bee between conversations barely time to tick the ticks on my chart, or count the inventory on my list. Just flit between conversations and sell, sell, sell.
Cookie
Baking cookies, carefully measuring the ingredients but then banging in a little more of...
December 23
