There’s sorcery in coffee and vision in spectacles.
Combine the both and I transform from shadow to human.
Magic.
Ta daa.
Posted on May 19, 2020, in Uncategorized and tagged covid 19, covid diary, Drawing, Humour, Illustration, lock-down life, pandemic, Sketchbook. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
aaaaawwwww poor doggy and poor you xxxx
Poor baby. Awkward!
I hate doing this: "vial"
The ultimate recycle of life. My grandmother had a bed of pansies by the walkway to the back door. M
LOL... the same as myself when i come home from the hairdresser... way much better, maybe i will be
Me too. Same vax. A bit of a headache but that was it. Hang in there.. Terry
Congratulations!
We are creatures of habit I think, we like it the way it is!
Sometimes your commentary is a poem.
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I’ve kind of fallen into that haven’t I. I look at how the words are falling on the page. It’s kind of a visual thing for me. I’m enjoying that process. 😊
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Keep it up. I appreciate it as a poet.
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