When a woodchuck beheaded my St. Francis statue, I almost threw out the remains. As I was carrying the body to the trash, my eyes fell upon a newly acquired doll head that was perched on my kitchen shelf.
A body without a head, a head without a body...now, there's a match made in heaven.
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Bad woodcock. Bad.
ReplyDeleteGood Jane. Good!
Have I told you recently just how darned much I enjoy knowing you, your perspective on just about everything and all that bundle of creativity just waiting for serendipity to offer it a new outlet? I didn't think so!
This is great! You are without a doubt a very clever and creative woman!! Love it - Love it - Love it!!!
ReplyDeletehehe! It works for me :)
ReplyDeleteAlmost as creepy online as when I spotted it in person in your yard. At first I thought that a small child was watching me through the window, somewhat un-nerving.
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