Toots in Solitude

By Toots

Scots Pine..

..another take on my collection.

I'm sitting here with Luke and Donald at my back, soup-filled content, one sewing and one reading, and me with an empty head, no ideas or thoughts or words floating or filtering through, no jokes, merely a glaikit far-away head. Perhaps I need a dance, oh no, here comes 'The Archers' on the radio.

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