My Diary: Fence Lines

I had fun in the morning rearranging all the strands that were entwined round the maypole protruding from a hole in the living room carpet.‭ ‬I danced a jig with two hammers in my hands.‭ ‬Pink clouds hung in the air of my studio‭ ‬-‭ ‬I sat like a red Indian with smoke issuing from my hat‭ ‬-‭ ‬while a grey squirrel won the local ploughing competition.

Fence Line 1

Fence Line 1

Fence Line 2

Fence Line 2

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