Pink Boots
Pink boots on the oily black road raindrops, cement trucks, hard hats Remember! look both ways before crossing the street That innocent baby smile and royal wave makes strangers grin behind their steering wheels
Pink boots on the oily black road raindrops, cement trucks, hard hats Remember! look both ways before crossing the street That innocent baby smile and royal wave makes strangers grin behind their steering wheels
Tonight an hour slipped by unnoticed as I sat on the couch spinning a yarn. My first skien of handspun was lumpy and bumpy and not the peaceful, meditative experience I had hoped for, but somehow in the space between washing and plying and setting that first skien and starting my second my brain whizzed [...]
Do you have a problem that haunts you day and night? Something almost entirely out of your control, but which impacts on your daily life no matter where you go or what you do? The sort of thing that follows you right into your dream life, so that you wake up in a cold sweat [...]