ALONE ON A WINDY RIDGE
whisperings ~ mumblings ~ gusts
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Today the paint applied itself
...to fresh canvas as it tends to when my thoughts head elsewhere.
This odd day began with research on cats with broken tails. Poor thing.
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