Sunday May 27th 2012 Tim
Always wonder what The Artist gets
up to when I am smug at the business of tickling the underbelly of
Capital. And I remained conscious enough to avoid locking myself
out of the vehicle again, which is something to be proud of on a Friday.
The Artist saw Quail and there's
a red brick road in the vegetable Garden which I am looking forward to
following tomorrow. As well there are Lavender Wands and a clay forms,
an arch for Gourd to climb upon and on it goes.