about 2 minutes here. but then, town day. not my favorite. Part of it was also that i'd never brought the laundry in. Was still all draped over the seats and piled in bags where the groceries needed to go. The feed store had tiny tiny bead eyed chicks. Puppy would hunt them. and maybe Talkie too.
There are so many details to attend to, eh?
xoxo
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Love your drawing style 🙂
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how there is a sense of both motion and still-ness
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chicks, always tempted. but always cats.
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I do not like town day. Must do occasionally though. I have grown very used to my isolated life!
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well…we need to get food. for ourselves and dogs, cats, chicken. We need to read the mail, fill out forms, make payments. i guess
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i’m glad, because i can’t change it.
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i LOVED these words this morning….they perfectly express
something for me…i need to take time with it, but
Thank You So Much
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you raise them inside till they’re a little chickeny. Then, they have a chance. Once they’re full size of themselves they can hold their own. Puppy runs from Talkie and puppy is a hunter. But you have no dog…and you have a fox. So…
maybe not. The tiny ones are terribly tempting.
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I could actually never leave this Hill
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The drawing allows me almost to hear her blowing out her breath.
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Yes!
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then, this
is good. good. thank you.
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love your drawings so much!!!
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