It's something unpredictable,but in the end, right

DDW November Challenge - Profile

Profiles of my Babies, as they were at 5 and 2, as captured by a street artist in Santa Ponca long ago.

I know that all babies have little soft upturned noses, and pouts, but he looked at my babies, and he cut, and he handed them directly to me, and I've had them ever since. It matters not a jot to me, that they may look like someone else's babies. I know they are mine.

That was a good holiday. Boy dug holes. Tooli wandered around in floppy hats and looked cute, and ate every restaurant out of cucumber and onions.

The only bad thing about it was "Maria".

The man in the apartment next door liked West Side Story. Maria in particular. We could hear the needle scratching across as he lifted it and moved it back to the start every single day.


Maria... I'm in love with a girl called Maria....