Keira McArthur

I’ve been writing a grant application, due Oct 17, drawing sigils for prayer flags that will be cut out of lino, practising Faure & Brahms, blocking in drawings in paintings, printing Rotary Choices, concert tickets, posters, reading Suzuki pedagogy and

I’m stuffed full.

So now I can release myself into the great river of domesticity:

Taxes, Tom.
Laundry, lawn.
Kitchen, Cat,
and that

is that.