The waterline has risen above my head. I do not want learning, dignity, or respectability. I just want to see more clearly under water.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
The Last Rose
The weather is very cold. My luck has held for quite a while. I may do more flower pieces until the bouquet dies but I promise no more roses. As you can see here, I am waiting for warm weather and a new idea.
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