Where Have You Been?

Little SiBonz hasn't seen as much of me as she's used to since I've been working on St. Barbara. With foam chunks and dust flying, cords snaking around the floor and razor sharp blades flying, she was banished from her usual spot in my studio and waited for me to appear at the patio door after dark. She snoozed on this staircase so she could keep tabs on M's studio and watching for me at the back door. What a love.