Well, there's a sentence I never expected to type

For as long as I've had the shack, there's been a vacant block of land behind...
lovely SPAAACE!

perfect for birds, trees and blue sky...

and a feeling of privacy...

perfect for posing...

and superpowers...

and reminiscing...

and whatever this is...

BUT, they have chopped down the trees...

and this is happening.

And there's nothing I can do.

But keep twirling...

and flipping the bird at the monstrosity...

and posing...

and paint a ten foot mural of a psychedelic vagina on the back of my house...
stay tuned, THE VAGINA MURAL IS HAPPENING!
Sarah xxx
I'm wearing: 1970s nightie with the most fuck-off sleeves ever (as dress) - From Bek Floral headpiece - Made it myself (under careful instruction from darling Desiree) Glasses - Retail Feather boa - Op shopped Cocktail glass - second cupboard on the left in the kitchen