Life is like a river

By Gunnlaug

Drowning in whipped cream?

Artwork by Freyja Reynisdóttir on gallery VeggVerk.
Berglind posted a photo HERE of the artist at work.

Underneath the eyes and nose on the wall is written:

and he said, let there be butter;
She drowned in whipped cream.


Late night blip. Tired... First day of work after summer-holidays, grocery shopping, doctor's appointments (both phone and "in-the-flesh"), more laundry, catching up on things after being away for two weeks...

Also nice to see my father tonight. He is "home-alone" since my mother is attending and giving a lecture at a conference in Portugal. She'll be back next Monday.

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