a little bit mire

on strands of life and back again from the loss of a dear spouse

Thursday, 12 May 2016

... This area in a lounge was obscured by a wall of boxes ...

 nearly ceiling high 

Light and shade in the black holes of this abode 2016 

... It is now down to mid height collating stash ... paperwork ... photos etc ... To a stranger to my circumstances it would look like I am about to move or do a craft or boot fair ... 
Posted by Sally Robins at 12:01
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