Why is the easel empty, the grass un-mowed, the heat encroaching? August is swift around the corner and once again the cycle of fall and schools returning begins. The tourists will all go home, the traffic will be better and perhaps by January this southern winter will chill us just enough to force us to wear our sweaters.
But for now the days are long and hot and outside chores are unlikely to be completed. We shall all sit inside and suck up the air conditioning while we can.
it comes unannounced, it leaves without saying goodbye.
If you don’t make it yours while it’s in your head it will find another head.
The sounds and smells can stir her and invite her in like a ghost through mental halls and walls,
leaving no trace but a subtle shiver saying: ‘create!’


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Front-End Wiz and Full stack developer

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