A day or two of working around cooking and watering horses and walking dogs. Only one more page to find an image for, and it looks at times very possible that I might get the work done on time.
Meanwhile when out walking I find pools frozen with thick ice across which paper boats sail in the wind. Rosie has never met ice before and being thirsty tries to lick the stone water, her tongue bright pink against he dark ice.
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So long as Rosie's tongue doesn't get stuck!!!
I love the top sketch, it would make a lovely picture by itself. It's soooo evocative of childhood dreams. Exciting adventures imagined from the safety of a warm bed :)
Kim x
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