Wheel Line...

Took a breather from the studio and crossed the top of the bench above my house. this is the silent time of year...the wheel lines are not going spit-sput-chigga-chigga-chigga through the days and nights, the animals are quietly growing hair and the song-birds are gone. It's lovely to see the changing season...and now back down to the studio where a certain buffalo awaits some legs.
I'll have to catch up with you all tomorrow, I'm knackered...but thanks for all your compliments. Soon.... :-)