A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
Minding my own business, I sauntered into my bathroom …
… and and was caught off guard with a sudden sneaky suspicion that I was not alone.
But I saw no one.
I saw no one, that is, until I spotted Little Blue Horse, with his head hung low.
“What’s wrong, mon petit,” I softly asked.
He answered me nought, and so I left him in his silent spray, (I mean grey!) meditation.