Faces

in the flowerbed .

I've walked past the Theatre of Small Convenience many times - this evening C & J pointed out not only the tiles they made for the display outside, but also the faces nearby.

We are gearing up for the next and final phase of the Creative Writing course. D. is working on her Shakespeare module. I am exploring a story about stalking.

A warm soft evening, flowing from the coffee shop, to the pub, to a party.