When I look at the small pile of things I have bought myself this week – a pencil, a pen, a notebook, a brooch and a cardigan – I’m surprised to see that they are all one colour.
Red.
It is not a colour which has ever been mine.
we're all making our own sense of things
When I look at the small pile of things I have bought myself this week – a pencil, a pen, a notebook, a brooch and a cardigan – I’m surprised to see that they are all one colour.
Red.
It is not a colour which has ever been mine.
Cute red duck, too. Did you have a look at the wolf? When you click on the ‘more’ box, he* eats a chop.
*or she
Actually, I’m a bit disappointed with the duck and would greatly prefer the wolf who also howls at the moon. The ducks quack is a bit more like a bark than a quack. But I don’t really feel like I can un-adopt her. And now I’m worried that she can read, or at least sense, this comment.