This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 4 July 2018 — Serried.
I am feeling a bit flat, perhaps because it is mid-Winter, and I have a tendency to feel flat at this time of year. In Winter, everything becomes smaller and meaner, at least I perceive it to be so. Or perhaps this is just the reality of these troubled times. Words, ideas and causes are jostling for attention. Usually when I feel this way, I find escape in my art (mosaics), but it is too cold at the moment for this form of escapism. So I need another form of escapism.
I’m just a poor girl
Need an escape from reality
Open my eyes
Pick up a book and read.


