a collection of my original watercolour paintings.
Sandy Up North
Windows like the amber eyes of crouching cats, ready to stare and ready to pounce on the black-ant workers. Meanwhile, Sandy-not cold despite the northerly winds-you learn not to be, he thinks, just as you learn to show no fear.
Windows like the amber eyes of crouching cats, ready to stare and ready to pounce on the black-ant workers. Meanwhile, Sandy-not cold despite the northerly winds-you learn not to be, he thinks, just as you learn to show no fear.
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