My oeuvre grows!

My portfolio swells!

I hope this doesn’t mean my art is a fungus.

I’m really enjoying it too much to have to whack it off.

Oh, who knows if this will lead to anything fruitful.

Perhaps it’s just a time-passer? A pandemic folly? A distraction to keep my troubled mind off the mad, mad streets?

Whatever it is, pardon me, while I hide under its covers a while and dream.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe