No poetry today; just a pose of my mundane slippers that got a coat of silver glitter paint during the packing/sorting process. It is amazing what activities one can conjure up to avoid placing things in boxes.
One week to go, but absolutely ready to load up & leave at this moment...
The waiting is kind of killing me.
ReplyDeleteI'd go RIGHT NOW if I could. But, no. No passport. I hope at least the sun keeps shining a bit, because I swear to you, if we plunge back into the usual endless rain I will be SO depressed. Well, more depressed than usual. I just don't feel I can take much more.