TINY WREN

I think this will be my Tiny Tuesday challenge.

I spent 10 minutes in the park on my way back from the dentist. She poked and pulled at my broken tooth and then made arrangements for me to go back for what she admits will be a procedure involving pain, blood and stitches and which will cost more than my very first annual wage. That will then mean that if in the future I can spare my current annual income in one hit, my mouth will be capable of taking a couple of implants and some bridgework. Until then I shall continue to cultivate my Mona Lisa smile.

Oh, and the park had some pretty flowers too. See extra.