Friday, June 15, 2012
My new red clogs.
This old Radio Flyer wagon - still hauling children and deitrus.
An old lady of fifteen. How can it be?
Sweet William in a jug.
A boy and his brownie.
The prospect of wine tonight.
A little bit of Fridge Art
Striped straws in a bucket.
It has been a long time since I held conventional office hours and rather too often my work runs into my weekends these days.
But I still cannot give up on that Friday feeling.
It fills me with bonhomie and the urge to partake in kitchen dancing.
Happy Friday one and all.