Painting painting painting
Posted 12 years agoBack is sore as I type this, taking a break from baseboards and walls. I'm reminded of a song lyric.
The fruit of your labors has fermented into wine,
And the sweat, that you drip, is now the honey of the hive.
Back to my labors.
Z
The fruit of your labors has fermented into wine,
And the sweat, that you drip, is now the honey of the hive.
Back to my labors.
Z
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